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Life aboard Stacy isn't necessarily bad, she supposes. There are less threats here-- so far-- than in her home world. She can't find witches despite searching for them. And most everyone is friendly, kind, strong; she's yet to meet anyone less than pleasant to deal with. So she feels a lot more hopeful than she might have at home. Circumstances are different, and no longer stacked up completely against her. Madoka will be okay. She'll win this time. She's so very sure of it.

Homura sits in the eating area by her lonesome, picking at the slop. She doesn't like the idea of holograms messing with her perception of things, so she just steels herself and eats it. The food tastes bland and the texture is undesirable but it gives her energy. That's all that matters.