"Then don't," she stated, her voice softening. "Bring him with us." Even though there wasn't much left to bring.

Senna swallowed, steeling herself, then moved closer, holding out her arms cautiously. "Here. I'll help you... if you want."

Senna had no idea where to go... she was assuming back to their rooms, but she just wanted to leave this place. This place that had things that could kill a weakened Shinigami captain.

This place that was covered in death.