[ and just like that, a switch is flipped. the ribbons in homura's hair... they're hers, aren't they? from a different timeline. a madoka that wasn't her - or, well, her but acting differently - gave homura her ribbons. that's- well, that's kind of weird to think about, but she can't dwell on it now. ]
...mm. [ she smiles as homura's expression softens. it's still not the timid look she's so used to, and maybe that's a good thing, but, well... it's nice to have a reminder that it's still homura she's talking to. ] It does look nice. I must have made a pretty good choice, huh?
[ she's not sure what kind of situation would make her give homura the ribbons. those were a gift from mama, after all. but at least she still has her own back in the apartment... ]
omg never apologize for homu being homu. it's why i love her
[ and just like that, a switch is flipped. the ribbons in homura's hair... they're hers, aren't they? from a different timeline. a madoka that wasn't her - or, well, her but acting differently - gave homura her ribbons. that's- well, that's kind of weird to think about, but she can't dwell on it now. ]
...mm. [ she smiles as homura's expression softens. it's still not the timid look she's so used to, and maybe that's a good thing, but, well... it's nice to have a reminder that it's still homura she's talking to. ] It does look nice. I must have made a pretty good choice, huh?
[ she's not sure what kind of situation would make her give homura the ribbons. those were a gift from mama, after all. but at least she still has her own back in the apartment... ]