Grimmjow side-eyed Ichigo for a long moment. "What the fuck are you, a little bit of everything? No wonder you kick everything's ass," he grumbled, slouching over his napping pokemon. "Human an' Soul Reaper an' Hollow an' Quincy. That much crap mixed up we're fuckin' lucky you don't just blow up an' rip a hole in the universe," he grumbled, glowering at Ichigo like it was his fault he was a mutt.