[He doesn't even blink at the analogy, though something does shift in his stare -- talk of pits and climbing over corpses is familiar imagery, and not just because that's a great analogy for a Hollow Tuesday. Still, the rest of Ulquiorra doesn't shift at all, and it's possibly deliberate, the way he disallows the pulling of any reaction from himself.

Maybe he's just being contrary, too, because--]

A test, then. A fairly meaningless one, perhaps even a petty one, when you've already thrown so many humans together in this ridiculous little human town in an odd dimension. One would think the main event was not enough for you despite all the scrambling and noise.

[His tone makes clear what he thinks of all the chaos; the way everyone keeps falling over themselves at the thought of murder and death when it's still a cleaner and much more organized idea of death than he's ever encountered.]