Blind.
"This is farewell, Ichigo..."
She is fading...
"Don't make such a sad face."
Becoming less and less.
"…Tell everyone I give them my best."
Don't tell them 'I see you.' I won't.
"Bye, Rukia."
Her image already nothing more than a memory...
"Thank you."
...just like the blue sky.
She's gone forever.
Seeing ghosts – it was part of my life.
It's like I'm blind now. Blinded by the sun shining right through the bodies of those I was destined to see.
Can't see, can't touch-
"ARGH! RUKIA, YOU LITTLE..."
...I forgot. She can still very much see and touch me.