The Great Scouting Plan [Klein, ???]

"Feast, Lämmergeier!"

Slamming his hand into his chest, Klein winced only briefly as he then removed it, the wound closing as he entered into his Resurreccion and the whole room filled with red mist. He quickly looked for the control panel for this little box she was in, and then stepped closer to the actual pane.

"Alright, here we go."

Activating the control panel with some well-utilized and almost childishly weak bala, Klein's actual body quickly moved to grab the lovely lady before any rubble shifted to crush her from the change in structure. He wasn't actually sure if anything that drastic would happen, but he wasn't taking chances, and he moved her well away from the cage and back toward the controls.

"Pretty cool, huh?"

Freedom. She was mostly limp as Klein pulled her away, it wasn't like she had the strength at the moment to really move around on her own. Hanging onto the other arrancar while she was dragged out and he was all jolly asking for her validation. The one-eyed arrancar looked up at him blankly, making a golden spirit ribbon around his wrist that was holding her, it was easier to get to know him this way and he could just tear the ribbon like it was nothing if he didn't like it.

"It was very cool."

She coughed a bit after praising him, the petite arrancar shivering a little bit and wrapping her arms around her body. It was cold here.

"Tiresia."

Boy, she really did seem all kinds of out of shape. That wasn't surprising, considering her circumstances, so he started carrying her on out of here. Better get her some fresh air, sunlight, probably some food too or something. Anything other than this, really.

"Tiresia, huh? That's a pretty name."

Klein felt like he should recognize it from somewhere, and it certainly seemed familiar in the back of his mind, but nothing was quite coming to mind. Ah well, he wasn't gonna dwell on something like that. He was still on high alert as he carried the pretty lady out, his eyes darting every which way even as he could keep track of things through the mist of his resurreccion. There was plenty here he wanted to learn, but one thing at a time.

"Let me know if I can do anything for ya, 'kay?"

She coughed on him when he mentioned it was a pretty name. How charming, right? The limp figure barely taller than Klein stayed latched onto him while he navigated. It was an idle thought to herself that it was probably better that she had eaten so much of her form to survive. The way she originally looked would probably have been a lot more difficult with all these small crevices and gaps that he was dragging them through.

Food.

Tiresia's voice resounded in the other arrancar's head through the ribbon around his wrist although it sounded a tad different like it came from an older woman than a younger woman, it was convenient that her powers were mostly sensory now and they had been leftovers. The sore throat and atrophied jaw didn't have to work as much to talk to him this way.

Ick. If she'd been a guy, Klein probably wouldn't have put up with that cough, but then again, he wouldn't have gone through any of this if that'd been the case. The fact that she was cute was enough to be his chief motivator, though, and he continued to move back up through the lab and toward the surface.

"Food? Gotcha gotcha. Well I didn't bring any snacks with me, I don't usually need to eat too much, but we'll find you something as soon as we get out of here. I know some good places in the Living World that'll be perfect!"

The sound of her voice in his head had certainly left a bit of an impression, but he wasn't entirely sure what was going on with all that. One thing at a time, though. Had to make sure she didn't keel over on him as he carried her out of this place.