In the end, Dietor was left standing outside Halibel's door with a hand pressed to his cheek and with a blank look on his face.  And his both of his eyes were pretty wide.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#0000ff">"Well... that was certainly unexpected."</span>the assassin said quietly before he turned away from her door and continued on his errand.  Dietor never remembered the Tres Espada being that, well,<i>direct</i>before.  He knew that the kiss had only been given as a parting gesture, but he couldn't help chuckling over the gaggle of questions her three FracciÃ³n were likely already stirring up.<br/><br/>Women.  Sometimes they amused and mystified him to no end.<br/><br/>Dietor's hands vanished into the deep pockets of his jacket as he walked on,  another smile of the eyes lighting what could be seen of his face.  However, it was only there for a moment before he remembered the other two Arrancar he had yet to visit.  Namely... Starke and Barragon.  Dietor had never had any problems with Starke in the past, and he doubted that there would be any in the future, but Barragon was another story.  The self-proclaimed "King" never failed to get on Dietor's nerves, although he was always too disciplined let such a thing show on the surface.  Nevertheless, that didn't make his next visit any easier to deal with.<br/><br/>Barragon's quarters were the closest to Halibels.  And therefore, they were Dietor's next destination.<br/><br/>After a short while of walking, Dietor finally arrived outside the door of the Dos Espada.  And from the sounds of worshiping adoration of FracciÃ³n coming from behind the door, the assassin could safely assume that Barragon's arrogance was at its height today.  How lovely.<br/><br/>But even so, Dietor still had a job to do.  Lifting a fist to the door, he rapped against its polished metallic surface with the back of his knuckles and waited patiently.  It was likely going to be a little while before either Barragon or his FracciÃ³n noticed that someone was at their door.  Or show any desire in opening it if they did know it.  After all, Dietor was only a lowly outsider.  But a lowly outsider who could also kill them within the blink of an eye.