“Yeah, see, it is amazing how little Orihime’s healing helps you when the damage is temporal.” Urahara nodded, “You hurt yourself so badly, that your injuries warped time. And yes, spiritual energy can do this. You’re a dimensional traveler, so you probably know what the Dangai is, yes?”

I knew. I would have told him I knew, but I was kind of squirming in horrific agony at the moment. I settled for a strangled nod in his general direction.

“Great! Well, apparently, while you were crossing through dimensions, you gained a wonderful power. The more severely injured you are, the harder it is to reverse time on you. Isn’t that awesome! You have a unique power, all your own, that in no way involves this Spirit of Vengeance. And it makes you the only member of the team who Orihime can’t bring back from the dead. Or from near-death. Or from crippling. Or from…” he shrugged, “Well, you get the point. So while you’re lying there for the rest of the week, I want you to think about this moment.”