[ It's not the phrasing of wanting to have a good fight that keeps her still (she's grown up with a very rough and tumble crowd, after all), but the way he leers in to where she sits that makes Orihime refuse to shrink back, staring at him levelly in turn. ]

Grimmjow-san couldn't have had a very happy life if he turned into a hollow. I hope he never remembers a single moment of it.

[ Sincerely, she means it. ]