"Well. Hell." Senna sighed with a half-shrug, seeming pretty nonchalant about the whole thing. "I guess I'm up for grabs." Scratching the back of her neck, she added wryly, "I would think."

Hefting the wooden spear in her hands, she glanced at Orihime before looking back at Hokuto. "So we're not fighting? Where are we trying to get to?"