Dietor seemed to smile politely beneath his mask remnant by way of a greeting.  He also took note of the Espada's released form, as well as the three gazes of her FracciÃ³n that were likely glaring at him from somewhere behind her.  They, along with Halibel, knew of Dietor's true role in Las Noches so it was only understandable that they would all be wary of him.<br/><br/>Still...  It did get tiresome at times.  And it was happening more often than he would care to admit.<br/><br/>But even so, Dietor was too much of a professional to display the slight exasperation he was feeling.  As soon as Halibel asked her question, he replied with<span class="fixed-color" style="color:blue">"My apologies for disrupting your training, Halibel-san.  But I'm afraid this can't wait."</span><br/><br/>The words seemed to hang in the air for a tense moment before Dietor noticed the expression on the faces of Halibel and her three FracciÃ³n.  He almost actually rolled his eyes at the situation before continuing with a sigh.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:blue">"And before you start thinking the worst of me, I didn't come for <i>that</i>..." </span>He let his reputation explain what he meant by his words.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:blue">"Aizen-san has asked me to deliver a message to you.  You and your FracciÃ³n are to gather in the North Tower by noon tomorrow for an announcement.  Starke and Barragon will be there with their FracciÃ³n.  And Ulquiorra, too."</span>