[That's right, she knows how Madoka is in the first place. No matter how mad you get at the girl, or how much you do to her...she always seems to not take any offense to it, wishing to help out instead. Something like that was admirable in her, and something Sayaka couldn't really get a good grasp on. But...well, that didn't seem to matter right now at all.

So, she's still smiling a bit at Kyouko's words, not exactly letting it drop a bit from hearing how Madoka was. And...well, Homura seemed like a reliable person, if not a bit mysterious, but if Madoka was with her...well, that was a-okay.]

That's just like her to worry, though. I wouldn't put it past her if she didn't actually worry about me...she must be sad, though...knowing I'm here.

[She sniffed a bit, still wiping some tears from her eyes as they fell a bit.] ...but...how did you get here? Did you die fighting a witch?