Was this really a good idea? Probably not. Sayaka usually didn’t think that far though. She simply went with whatever her gut or heart told her was that right thing to do. In this case, she wanted to talk to someone in particular. Was that surprising? Not at all. The blue goddess could relate to her if she was honest with herself. There were some things she needed to get off her chest.
She was certain that Homura didn’t get very many visitors. She had known for awhile that the girl was here, but had finally decided that she needed to say these things out loud.
“Akemi?”
She called out the girl’s name as she entered the prison.
“I’d like to talk to you.”
Another day in her cell, another day of nothing except resentment for her former friends. She looked at the blue haired individual that approached her cell, the ravenette immediately running to her bars and gripping them tightly as she glared at Sayaka.
“And what is it you want to talk about now Sayaka? More of the same prattle about how what I did is wrong? About how my attempt to give you all happiness was foolish?”
“No, that’s not why I came here. Badgering you with the same questions would just give the same answers.” She knew everything other Sayakas had asked anyway. This was something new. “There’s no point in that.”
She had guessed that this Homura may not have met goddesses other than Madoka, and wouldn’t think any of them would bother coming here. On the other hand, she was sure that Homura theorized correctly that they did exist somewhere. After all, once time travel existed, so did the infinite possibilities of other versions of yourself and others.
“I came here to say some things to your face. Some things that are on my mind all the time.” Her eyes glowed blue a few times as she spoke. “While I am the same Sayaka you know, I am also not. You can think of me as the same kind of being the one who put you here is.”
“I’d like to start out by telling you that I’m sorry. I failed to save you. I should have listened all those times you tried to tell me what was coming. While even right now, I could undo it, I would never do so without your consent. Maybe one day you’ll call for me and tell me you want that. I know it’s a silly idea that only I would want, and you’d likely laugh at me for it. I can’t lie to myself and say that I don’t want it though.”
Yes, the eternal desire to be a hero. That was Sayaka in a nutshell. To this end, she was just as imprisoned than Homura was.
“In this regard, we’re not all that different. We never were honestly. Maybe that’s why we clashed at times. I can think of a few times we didn’t clash, and we were close. It wasn’t common, but it did happen. I don’t know if it ever happened to you, but I hope you do at least have a few good memories of me.”
