just starting to find out who we are && what we’re capable of , huh ? it certainly didn’t feel that way to the junior magical girl . clouded eyes lowered to the ground instead of meeting her senpai’s gaze . this was one instance in which it seemed her advice simply went in one ear , out the other . as if nothing could stick to sayaka anymore except her own hateful self - doubt .
❝ it must be nice to feel that way , ❞ came a rather blunt reply . she somehow finds the strength within herself to meet mami’s gaze - but it felt more like an emotionless emptiness that really allowed her to do so . ❝ i feel as if i don’t have any purpose in this world , not anymore . you can protect madoka better than i can with this power – ❞ && she was mere more than a walking zombie at this point … so there was absolutely no point in trying to tell kyousuke her feelings , or the truth behind his hand - behind her wish .
❝ i don’t have a reason to stay alive . && it’s funny - i guess , technically , i’m not . ❞
Mami watched her cute little raspberry become more upset with what she said. Was it the wrong choice of words? She bit her bottom lip for a bit before speaking up again.
“Miki-san, I have never been in love but I can tell you, closing up isn’t good. I got into a fight with someone I dearly treasured and...I miss her deep down. You can talk about how you feel. I can’t make you feel better. You have every right to feel like you do but please. Take it easy.”
She took in a deep breath as she walked over to hold her hand.
“You and I are far different but, you have me. The more time I spend with you and Kaname-san the more I feel like the light is becoming brighter. Can I hug you?”
Mami’s voice was soft and almost motherly. She wanted to make sure everything with her friends was alright.