Grif was confused. He'd been having dreams, of a white-haired man leaning over him, working on his head, all the time saying "It will return one day..."
It had scared him, horrified him. He hadn't slept for three days. Wearing a dark green shirt, and a long black trench coat, he watched on as a girl took down a male attacking a small child. He smiled, and approached the girl.
"Hello there. I noticed you defend that girl. You're not human, are you." Grif had delt with Espada, so he could tell she was a Shinigami.