"Thank you," Momo said quietly and swiped a hand at her tears. For the moment, something in her felt a little lighter. "I don't understand... that was really painful and hard to say, but I feel a little better now that I have."

She finally looked up. "Now you know why I... uhh... freaked out the other night and threw you." She looked up at the knight. "Same goes for you and the music room, Signum." She swallowed hard, her eyes steeling just a little so her two friends would understand how serious she was about her next words. "You two know more about the specifics of my... issues than anyone other than Ichimaru - only because he was present for it. It is very important that you tell no one... how vulnerable I was when I was..." She faltered but pushed through the desire to internally flee from this conversation. "... impaled. Yes, most of it is my own pride, embarrassment and pain, but mostly its to protect the others, especially Shiro-chan, from what the knowledge would do to them."

Her eyes dropped. "Some pain is best left to bear alone," she whispered. Though she did just tell Hokuto and Signum, so one would think she wasn't bearing it on her own anymore.

"Please don't expect me to ever willingly talk about this again, but if you must know more and ask, I will answer." Momo paused. "At least somewhat."