Gio remained relatively silent the entire times. His outfit had changed from his standard getup to a tattered, uneven pair of shorts. complete with blood stains. He had his own sets of scars though they werent as numerous a Kenny's. They were from his time at the academy and that random as hell hollow invasion... His Long Silver hair was let out down his back and dirtied. He moved his zanpakuto to his back, beneath his hair. Kenny told him not to be afraid to use his shikai... while good advice for survival it wasnt good for the mission. there was some grey area that Gio planned to work with, but actual kido would give him away as a shinigami and that was a death sentence at the same time. The good news was that there wasnt many significant spiritual pressures around. He could sense all the souls around him even if they didnt have significant spiritual pressure. what that meant to him was these people were physically dangerous, like with what ever swords they found around here and or just brute strength. Niether of which Gio was good at dealing with. But considering he had the advantage in SPiritual pressure it wasnt a total disadvantage. He walked to the left of Kenny, a half step behind, With his eyes closed. he sought out any spiritual pressure that didnt fit the norm...