Ah, "yes actually," she said. "Shinigami can get hypertension." Unfortunately, it often manifested in very weird ways, because shinigami didn't quite work the same way as humans, try as they might to pretend otherwise. In any case, they should return to the Seireitei, before Civir decided to keep them here for six years, or something likewise alarming.
Not to say she believed Civir did these things on accident. It was more likely, and her current theory, that Civir simply had too much residual power, and not enough sentience to control it, thereby it leaked out and did strange things; moved the landscape, caused strange extreme weather patterns, and made time flow at random speeds at random moments.
Sure, it was strange, but that was Civir.
She smiled, slightly, tapping the ice again; the starry blackness receded, the crystals disappearing and the singing fading. "You know, when the first shinigami came here," she said, nodding for him to follow her back to the senkaimon, "they were here for only ten minutes, and when they returned to Seireitei, they'd been gone for three years." At that time, it'd been amusing. Kasaya could admit to having a mischievous streak a mile wide sometimes.
"Do you think it's possible for love to transcend lifetimes?" That was probably a strange question, at least to him, but if anyone would know, it'd be him. She was curious, if he still felt the same about Kassandros now as he almost did then, because maybe it wouldn't be so strange of her to want to reconnect with Andrei. It'd been so long since the last time they'd known each other, but maybe they were drawn to the ones they were drawn to for a reason, even if she couldn't quite fathom what that reason might be.
Strangely, the Dreamer couldn't see into the hearts of man; and frankly, barely understood its own.