Mami couldn't blame her for that flash of dislike. She was the lucky one, as incredibly strange as it was to suddenly wake up sharing a mind and body with someone. She can't even imagine what waking up in a body that isn't yours must feel like.

"Right. Knowing some of the people here, I'm sure someone has already gotten this all figured out." She pauses though, curiosity getting the better of her. "Are you merely an..." What would be the right word for it? "Observer? Or are you able to look about on your own?"

There's a brief flash of worry crossing her mind. There was still a barrier between them... she could feel what Homura was feeling, so it had to work in reverse, right? That... couldn't be good...