Greenland was always a source of amusement for Gregor Redcliffe. The name itself was a contradiction, seeing as most of the continent was covered in snow and ice. Still, he called this place home. As did some of the very few residents that made up their small town. Now that he thought of it, the town never had an official name. The townspeople would meet and try to vote, but it was always set to a tie that couldn't break. That too would always draw a chuckle from the man.

He wasn't walking in town today, and was instead strolling down a snowy dirt road heading by one of the nearby farms. He always did wonder how they could grow plants in auch cold soil. Not enough to ask however. Seemed like a boring topic. Gregor didn't like getting bored. When that happened, people unfortunate enough to be close to him either went insane or died from "mysterious circumstances" and he would skip rope using their intestines. Of course, this only happened to people who had been wanted for serious crimes so he was never sentenced. The legal system would "magically" lose their files on the matter and would pretend it never happened.

He was innocently walking along today though, a scamp hopping along behind him. "Hey, Frazzle! Lick that pole for me!" He points at a nearby lamp post, the focus for his command. The scamp obediently walked over, and a wicked barbed tongue slipped out through it's cracked lips. It licked partly up the pole before getting stuck, its saliva freezing to the metal. The madman laughs at the sight of the creature struggling to free itself, and after a few minutes manages to free itself. Gregor walks over and gives the thing a pat of it's scruffy head. "Alright, you did good. When we get home I'll gice you a treat." The mindless slave hops a bit back and forth in excitement. It couldn't really eat but it did enjoy tasting things. It would most likely spit out what it was gicen after a while of chewing.

Until then though, Gregor continued his walk. He was in a pretty good mood, and felt nothing could stop him today.

In the cold ranges of Greenland, a young strawberry blonde girl would travel alone. Though clearly she wasn't dressed for such an occasion, wearing only a short red dress and cloak that covered up her neck. Not particularly bothered it would seem, not even a single shiver as she trudged along. She didn't quite know what she was looking for or where she might find it, but the solitude had been nice and was helping her recovered from a recent bout of unrelenting anger. She needed to do better after all, if she wanted to really fit in with the human world, and the best way she could do that was staying as far away from anyone she could hurt.

Though she couldn't be sure if it was a stroke of luck or pure misfortune that she had stumbled upon a man who she could practically tell from a distance was mad... Regardless, he was in her way and she needed to keep moving. Even if it might be a little rude of her, she would try and ignore the fact he had some sort of imp getting it's tongue stuck on a metal pole and just go about her business before the madness caught on.

Oh how lucky he was, a woman was walking by. A volunteer! He could just barely sense her, but when he did his eyes lit up in excitement when his gaze went to the woman. "Well hello there!" He called out, his Scottish accent strong as always. "Don't 'cha know it's a bit cold to wonder about in not but a dress, miss?" Even the mandman could feel the cold. Granted, he ignored it for the most part, but he sure felt it. Greenland was always cold and dry, it made the chill pretty hard to ignore.

He gices her a bit to possibly explain before continuing. "If ya like I'll show some good ol' hospitality, hpw about some tea back at my shop?"

Well avoiding the crazy man didn't seem to be an option, calling out to point out that she clearly wasn't dressed for such cold weather. Though, Seras never really felt the cold, and by the time she had come close enough he would feel the aura of heat radiating off her. So she simply decided to leave it up to him to figure out why she didn't seem fussed with the cold as he offered some hospitality in the form of tea back at his shop.

It wasn't something the arrancar had expected, and something told her this was going to turn out strange if the little monsters that seemed to following him around were anything to go by. But who was she to refuse such a kind request? "Lead the way, that sounds lovely" She shifted her cloak just a little, making sure to keep her hollow hole well hidden.

"Grrrrreat!" He laughs in clear merriment. "You here that Jim, a guest!" He starts leading the way for the female. He definitely noticed the heat she let off. "Its not a far, just a short walk!" Seeing as she clearly had no problem with the cold weather he felt no need to offer her something to warm up.

As they would walk he decides to strike up a conversation. "So miss, what brings ya to Greenland? Family? Friends? A bloody and deadly mix of the two?" He chuckles a bit to himself at the thought.

Seras couldn't help but smile just a little at how cheerful this guy seems, even if it was a little overbearing. It warmed her heart, well, it would have if she had one, but there was a merry warmth due to her mood getting just a little better. Regardless she would follow along, she had walked this far already after all, what was a little further? "Oh... no reason really" She had been out wandering for some time now, having little direction since she had fled from the Espada and that short meeting with a member of the Committee. It wasn't exactly a story that was going to interest him all too much. It seemed she wasn't the best conversational partner at this stage.

"Eh, if ye say so. So where are ya from miss Arrancar? You come here all the way from Hueco Mundo?" He didn't really care that she was an arrancar, she seemed alright seeing as she didn't try eating him upon seeing him. Granted, he probably would taste horrible. The thought makes him chuckle. "I ask because that is where most of yer kind come from. That'd be a looong way to travel." The lone scamp hops along beside it's master, and after a few steps trips over a twig hidden in the snow. This causes the mentally fragile Fullbringer burst out laughing. "Didn't see that one coming did ya!" He states amused. Truly this day felt like a good one to him.

He listens for the woman's answer and by the time she would give it, if she decided to give it, they would arrive at the man's shop. "Welcome to my home!" He says, introducing her to the two story building. He walks up to the front door and handles the lock, followed by pushing open the front door. "Please, make yourself at home, miss. Kick back, relax, and make sure not to lose track of your sanity!" His voice grew with more and more excitement as he spoke. "I have that effect on others." He states rather bland, a comical contradiction to his previous energy. "Once you're settled please, tell me what kind of tea you would like. We have an herbal pineapple one, Earl Grey breakfast tea, ginger and lemongrass, and of course we have coffee if you'd prefer." As he is speaking he is walking right through the shore-front and through a door in back that leads to his living quarters.