The weight of Grimmjow leaning on him forced Ichigo to sit on his bunk, allowing Grimmjow's head to fall into his lap. He kept scratching behind the man's ear, tucking the end of the stick under the mattress. It freed up Ichigo's hand, and he cautiously reached for Grimmjow's closest hand. "I can't believe you have toe beans. I mean, they aren't like Shiro's, but still."