Momo glared balefully at the intercom when Martin Landel was done talking. As much as she hated to admit it, things certainly seemed like everything Art & Crafts had done was meaningless. Her motivation level had greatly dropped, but duty was still duty and she hated this place. Especially after last night.
If she didn't get something other than repairing her sword accomplished, she was going to be in a visibly bad mood. As it was now that she was done directing her hatred at the intercom, the shinigami was simply quiet and withdrawn. She contained her displeasure as she should. Signum was probably going to be in a bad mood, so hopefully this person that Skuld was making a weapon for would arrive quickly. Momo was certain it would only be the knight's honor and sense of duty that would keep her from staying with the shinigami instead of heading off on her own.
First, though, Momo needed to get that key back to Mustang. Taking the bundle that contained the shards of her sword, the shinigami slipped it and the semi-funtional part of her sword into the uniform's sash and headed out the door. She may still be injured, but the lingering pain could be pushed from ehr mind when she tried.
To M1. Before my knight gets too impatient.
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