"Fuck."

There was a stump close by that Ichigo walked over and dropped down onto, pulling Vox out of his apron as he did so in case she wanted to explore. Once hand came up to comb through his hair as he looked at Grimmjow seriously. "I don't know what sent us or brought us to this place, but it didn't pull us from the same point in time. Probably by a few months, if I had to guess. The last thing that you remember before coming here is in the past to me."