Momo had stayed in her room, waiting to hear something from the radio so she could investigate, but had ended up falling asleep. How embarrassing. At least she hadn't made plans with anyone. She was also a bit wary about leaving the room before Raine. There was something about the look in the healer's eye when she looked at Laevatein that made her nervous. The broadsword meant a lot to Momo and she'd been charged, in a way, with its safety. That was something she wasn't sure she could guarantee with Raine.

At least she was refreshed come morning. Now, the missing presence of Hitsugaya didn't bother her, at least not as much as it used to. Now it was just another void in the back of her mind. It was sad that all she could feel anymore was Senna, Hanatarou and that one shinigami from another world. There used to be all sorts of reiatsu swirling around her. Now she just felt... alone.

Sitting down at a pew, the vice captain contemplated this. Why were so many shinigami gone? How many had truly died? And was there an order or method to which ones remained and which disappeared?

[free]