Kisuke offers a brief smile to Dean before folding his hands over his hips and taking a long look around the area, more to give his eyes nowhere particular to rest while he thinks over what's to be done, than anything. There are still faint traces of Kuchiki Rukia's energy around the space, but only very faint, and brittle. Nothing to worry about, other than that.

"First we've got to get you naked," Kisuke decides, stepping a few feet forward. "You're wearing too much for this exercise."

He doesn't need to move closer than that to reach out to Dean with the foot of his cane. Pressing it against Dean's forehead, he gives a pointed press backward, applying pressure until the body falls away into a limp pile on the ground, followed by the thin clatter of lengths of chain. It leaves Dean standing there still, but a Dean of a different color - a soul cleanly removed of its body.

"Don't forget to breathe."