Though also making no move to pull away, Homura does slackens her hold. Tries to relax her body, and will herself to calm down. She reaches up and scrubs at her face. It's embarrassing, it's humiliating. She doesn't like to cry in front of anyone. And she doesn't like lingering touches, either.

But... she hasn't been so startled in a long time. The timelines have a lot of moments that mirror others. But never like that. So in a way, Mami's warm body so close is steadying.

After a moment, she finally manages to speak. "No," she says mildly. "... I don't care. It's alright. So long as I can... it doesn't matter." It isn't reassuring, and it isn't kindness-- it is Homura valuing herself very little. But it's the only thing Homura can offer Mami in response.