"If nothing else, I'm smaller and may not seem like as much of a threat," Rukia points out. There are times when she's been frustrated with her lack of physical stature, standing far less than five feet tall, but the advantages come often enough that she's learned to make the best of what she has to work with.

Eyes glancing curiously around the house, Rukia walks in with a faint smile on her lips. "Do you mind if I sit on the floor?" she asks Castiel, leaning down to pet Kara's head, searching for the right place to scratch to try and encourage a purr. "It might help if Ernest has the chance to approach me, rather than the other way around."