[Kenpachi takes Lucy's hand, shaking it and keeping it in his. Normally he is forward, forward, and a dash of wildly abrasive and dismissive..but he's learning stuff here.

It helps that Lucy's combination of cuteness and sexy brings his grumpy self down like a stack of cards when she wields it properly. So as he begins to walk and lead the way, he offers his name in return.]

Zaraki Kenpachi. Don't tell anyone I held your hand. Got a rep to protect.

[He isn't in any particular rush despite his own growing eagerness, making sure to not outpace the blonde as he takes her in the direction of an old Japanese style looking home. It doesn't look like anything else is around it, which fits someone that doesn't seem like the sort to enjoy crowds.

It also means Lucy will have privacy to do as she wishes and maybe make a little noise if she so pleases.

It isn't far and doesn't take long to reach either, so it clearly isn't secluded or isolated too much.

Average in size, Kenpachi steps onto the porch and slides the door open. He slips off his shoes and leads Lucy inside, releasing her hand as he does so she can look around. The inside is a pretty simple set up.

Candles and lanterns for when it's later in the evening. Pretty straight forward necessities. A room in the back that is likely Kenpachi's room as this is clearly the main day to day living space.]

Whaddya think? Nice and quiet, away from noisy idiots.