[ She stares down at her gloved hands — eventually, she'll have to explain her wish, too, but the unpleasant reminder of what happened in that barrier makes her feel sick. Weakly, she shakes her head. ]

No, I... the transfer student came. She killed the witch. [ Her voice hardens, and whatever gratitude was present quickly turns to anger. ] It's wrong. She was there the whole time, but she just sat back and watched! She could have saved you!

[ There's too much loathing in her tone to be directed solely at Homura, though. Guilt eats away at her, like it has from the moment she made her contract: she made the same wish, in the end, so why hadn't she done it sooner? Why had she relied on someone else to help Mami, when she could have done it herself? ]