[it's grimmjow's turn to roll over, on to his back, all in order to stare up at that same ceiling. he listened to her talk, but it all sounded like more of a hassle than anything. grimmjow never felt lonely, he was fine just being on his own and hunting by himself as well. people have flocked to him- the only time he chose someone personally was when he told yui she belonged to him.

he... doesn't even understand love. this is yet another layer he doesn't get.]

And in that case... how do you know you love someone?

[grimmjow frowned at the thought.] I heard somethin' about that before, but it's more what humans 'n shinigami do... just 'cause they actually have hearts. Mine is gone... [he sat up a bit, only to look down at his hollow hole.] ...ripped outta me, and my heart is now the mask on the side of my face.

[so he probably can't even love someone even if he wanted to- at least that's what he figured.]