"Up until now, we shinigami have been doing our duty," Momo replied quietly, not looking up. "Sure, we've made connections with the others, friends and such, but our driving force has been duty."

Her pencil paused as she stared at what had started to take on the form of Renji. "Last night, this place took something personal from us. He may have died in the course of his duty, something all shinigami understood and accepted, but this place..."

"I believe that whereas duty will never leave the shinigami it will no longer be our driving force."