[For a moment Homura has to ask herself if she really is. If this is a dream within a dream, something hidden behind a window tied shut with ribbons. A nightmare slipping into a good dream. Sodder's dream, Homura's dream. Madoka's dream.
Or this is actually happening and she is getting caught up in how own mind. Again.
Homura shakes her head to clear the noise and feels her earring tap against the skin where he new tattoo is from the force.]
...it is. You're here too, Madoka.
[In a place where danger abounds. In a place where she'll get hurt. And yet Homura feels relief to know that she's here. It's awful of Homura. Just-]
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Or this is actually happening and she is getting caught up in how own mind. Again.
Homura shakes her head to clear the noise and feels her earring tap against the skin where he new tattoo is from the force.]
...it is. You're here too, Madoka.
[In a place where danger abounds. In a place where she'll get hurt. And yet Homura feels relief to know that she's here. It's awful of Homura. Just-]
How long have you been here?