Well, at least it wasn't as hot as the last time he went to the human world. It was a bit breezy, but it was warm. That was how he liked it. Seito looked around, amused at the fact that Hakura seemed a bit overwhelmed by the strange human world. I can't blame her. I was just like that when I first came. It was still funny, though. He had kept his hand on Rakurai's hilt ever since they got there, fondling the red-leather hilt of the black and silver colored blade. Yet, there were no Hollow to fight, no people to protect. Seito glanced back and forth at the other Shinigami's question.
"There's definitely something here, but the thing must be hiding." he answered, narrowing his eyes a little bit more. "We can't do anything until it shows itself. In the meantime, we wait. I don't think it'll be hiding for long."
With that, Seito began to walk down the street, tucking his hands into his long sleeves. He sighed, troubled that they would have to be here for longer than necessary. "There's someone here that shelters Shinigami if they have to stay for more than a day. I forgot what her name was, though."