As Dietor watched Lillinette disappear down the corridor heading towards the Primera Espada's quarters, he couldn't help but feel a small pang of remorse somewhere in the depths of his soul.  It was small and brief, like the pricking of a needle upon your finger, but it was definitely there.  And somehow that seemed to unnerve him a tiny bit more than Lillinette's sudden invitation into romance.  Perhaps it was a sign that he was starting to get a little too soft because of all the downtime lately.  He honestly couldn't even remember the last time either Aizen or Ulquiorra had assigned him to a mission worthy of his particular skill sets.<br/><br/>Or to<i>any</i>mission, for that matter.  If<i>this</i>kept up, then Dietor was probably going to go mad with boredom before too long.  Or start watching the humans' "Daytime Television" or whatever other drivel that was polluting the Living World's airwaves nowadays.  The last time that he had been bored enough to do that...  Well...  Let's just say that Dietor still cannot understand why Don Kanonji has so many fans in Japan.  The man is only a psuedo-psychic at best...  And that laugh he does with his arms crossed is about as annoying as nails going down a chalkboard.  At least for him, anyway...<br/><br/>But enough about that.<br/><br/>Once Lillinette was out of Dietor's sight, a pulse of all-too-familiar reiatsu surged through the corridor and grabbed his attention.  The remorse he felt for Lillinette quickly subsided, only to be replaced by a sudden awareness that he was being summoned by the Quatro Espada himself.  Strangely enough, it almost made Dietor feel relieved knowing that he had done the right thing and turned her down gently.  Ulquiorra had no love nor pity for those who were weaker than him, and he probably wouldn't even think twice about killing Lillinette if he happened to be annoyed with her some reason.  Even if she was the FracciÃ³n and Zanpakutou of the Primera Espada, the only person Ulquiorra respected even a little was Aizen himself.  And that was just the way it was.<br/><br/>But for now... It was off to the sunlight dome where Dietor's "master" was waiting for him.  It was almost enough to make him smile beneath his mask fragment.  Ulquiorra almost<i>never</i>called Dietor to him personally.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#0000ff">"Hmm...  Must be something important if he's doing it himself.  Best not to keep him waiting, then..."</span>he chuckled as he stepped out of the doorway and into the middle of the corridor.  And then, with a burst of SonÃ­do sounding throughout the corridor, Dietor suddenly blurred from sight and then vanished altogether.  The only trace of his presence was a swirling circle of dust and air where his feet had once been.<br/><br/>A few minutes later...<br/><br/>With another burst of SonÃ­do filling the air, Dietor suddenly appeared in the sunlight dome, a few feet behind and to the left of where the Quatro Espada was standing.  Unlike other FracciÃ³n, he didn't feel the need to bow upon his knees before his Espada.  After all, why should he when he was only<i>pretending</i>to be Ulquiorra's loyal but mysterious FracciÃ³n?<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#0000ff">"I'm going to assume that Aizen-san has something important that needs to be done... quietly."</span>the assassin began with a glint of disguised mirth in his gaze.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#0000ff">"What is the reason for you summoning me here?"</span>