The shower had done wonders for the aches in Momo's muscles and refreshed her some, but it did nothing for her mental state. Spending the shift alone, while under hot water, gave her far too much time to think. Too much time to convince herself that she was making herself feel Hitsugaya's presence. He was dead, so she couldn't be sensing him.
The shinigami listened to her nurse drone on as she was lead back to her room. The only thing of note was that apparently her cast was coming off tomorrow. That was a good thing, assuming she didn't manage to injure it further this upcoming night. Momo knew she shouldn't travel alone, but she was also convinced that anyone she brought with her would only end up dead or seriously hurt; she was death, after all.
The salmon actually smelled good to Momo, pleased that there was something she actually liked and was familiar with to eat. She still could only handle small, slow bites, but at least she was eating.
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The shinigami listened to her nurse drone on as she was lead back to her room. The only thing of note was that apparently her cast was coming off tomorrow. That was a good thing, assuming she didn't manage to injure it further this upcoming night. Momo knew she shouldn't travel alone, but she was also convinced that anyone she brought with her would only end up dead or seriously hurt; she was death, after all.
The salmon actually smelled good to Momo, pleased that there was something she actually liked and was familiar with to eat. She still could only handle small, slow bites, but at least she was eating.