"Oh yeah," He says, his sarcasm biting. "I'm sure it must have been real harrowing for him. How terrible to keep a secret for so long and ending up not even having to say anything at all. I'm sure he was just dying inside when he knowingly hung me out to dry. Poor old Dad."

What had before come out as frustration and annoyance, now reveals itself as a truer, deeper anger. But he clenches his jaw. He forces himself back down and he forces himself to breathe.

He looks away. "Whatever. It doesn't matter now. Knowing them, he'll take whatever secrets he has to the grave and Ichigo won't so much as wonder. I obviously won't say anything--" because he won't be able to. "-- so everything will be just peachy."