"I found her," and Homura's voice is almost uncharacteristically warm.
She doesn't see Mami's dim soul gem, she isn't looking for it-- she's too caught up in her emotional exhaustion and in her own happiness. She feels good for the first time in... so very long. It's only because she's so tired that she feels so strongly. And maybe for that same reason she's able to trick herself into believing with all of her body, all of her soul, that Madoka really is in that pod she marked. There is so much hope inside of her, and it feels good.
"Do you want to come see? It's... really her. I found her."
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She doesn't see Mami's dim soul gem, she isn't looking for it-- she's too caught up in her emotional exhaustion and in her own happiness. She feels good for the first time in... so very long. It's only because she's so tired that she feels so strongly. And maybe for that same reason she's able to trick herself into believing with all of her body, all of her soul, that Madoka really is in that pod she marked. There is so much hope inside of her, and it feels good.
"Do you want to come see? It's... really her. I found her."