Had Momo been a different vice captain, a different shinigami, she may have struck Senna for saying what she did. Shinigami were proud beings and Senna... was like the ryoka, hadn't earned her position and held no seat, no rank. Momo... did not strike back, though if she was asked about it later she might admit that for a moment, a split second, retaliation was tempting. Yet another example of how much the small shinigami had changed since coming to this place. She never used to be this angry. She never ever before this place had hated. Hatred now burned with a passion inside her, underneath the pain and sorrow of having lost everything she held dear.

No, not everything. Just the most important thing.

Momo lifted her head to meet Senna's eyes, blood running down from the corner of her mouth. "I will not leave him here. Not even Aizen-sama, himself, could tear me away," she stated in a surprisingly even tone.