Your Enemy Is My Enemy[Stella, Solomon]

"We both share a mutual desire in that regard."

Solomon, too, desired to grow stronger moving forward. He had aspired to that singular goal for some time, but to some degree, he felt he might be growing stagnant. This terrifying ordeal was a painful reminder that sometimes, there were dangers that were simply out of his reach - that, despite his best efforts, there was never a true way to protect his closest companions and loved ones. It was a bitter pill to swallow, doubly so to acknowledge it, but his stubborn mind simply brushed it aside in favor of assuring Stella he would aid her in the future. Reaching over to place his hand on her shoulder, he offered his honest thoughts.

"Truth be told? Not immediately so, and perhaps it will remain that way for some time. It is difficult to find solace in reflecting on the dead. Even though many of my peers survived the battle against Ichigo Kurosaki, it still haunts me to this day that I was unable to affect the battle to a meaningful degree. Even so, you are capable of great things, Stella, and I wholeheartedly believe you can overcome this. After all, you'll have me to help you along the way."