When you're a stranded soldier lost in some colordry pit with no way of crawling out, there's only so many things you can do to leave yourself feeling anything less than absolutely useless. One of those things is drink yourself past worrying about it (and Renji's carefully trodden around the outskirts of that option, he's got Rules), another is to vehemently deny and spend your every waking hour seeking a way out.

Not very practical, all things considered.

So it's the third and most accessible, sensible option that leads him here, as it's done most days prior and will no doubt continue to do most days following - although today he's switching it up a little, throwing something small and pliant and notably orange at the head of Kurosaki Ichigo as the guy pummels the fuck out of some poor unsuspecting dummies.

Heads up, Kurosaki. Stay sharp.