After having spent years chasing after Aizen, to find herself in a place with no set goals and a lack of coordination leaves Rukia feeling unmoored. It's not that she's a stickler for plans — if anything, sometimes the existence of a plan seems to serve the purpose of breaking from expectations — but it feels a little like coming to a sudden halt in the midst of a marathon.

What's her purpose here? Should she focus on finding a way to leave?

Should she try to help those stranded on the planet?

"I suppose I'll scour the area and see what I can learn," she muses in an undertone, before raising her gaze to meet the turtle's. "Ah, I never introduced myself," she stammers, briefly bringing a hand to her chest. "My name is Kuchiki Rukia."