(Recording start)
(Sound of door opening)
"Hello, Mami, Homura. How's it going?"
(Sound of footsteps, a door closing, and some chairs being moved)
"It's been a while. It's nice to see you."
"Hi."
"You've been eating well? It's good to s-"
"S-Sabrina."
"Yes, Mami?"
(A few seconds pass in silence)
"I... I wanted to just... keep to o-our... previous conversation, OK?"
"Whatever you need, Mami."
(Sound of paper shuffling)
"Then, first..."
"How are you?"
"I'm doing fine, thanks... A little bored, but nothing I can't deal with, after all we-"
"U-um... C-can we keep t-this...?"
"Ah, right, sorry Mami. Go on."
"Ri... Right. First, we have some con... concerns about some things y-you said last time. If you-you could... clarify for us...?"
(No verbal answer is given)
"Then... Y-you said... you could have... Wished Ky-Kyuubey, away, right?"
"Yes and no."
"W-What do you mean by that?"
"Well, I had the potential, certainly, but it wasn't something I could Wish for."
"Explain."
"There would've been no point, you know? I had a purpose here, and just Wishing here away wouldn't have made sense, right?"
"Purpose?"
"Ah, you know this already. I was here to break systems and hug megucas, and I would've been all out of of sys-"
"S-Sabrina."
"Sorry. I mean I had a... mission, you could say, to destroy that wretched system the Incubators made."
"Why not Wish it away?"
"There would've been no point, then. It's like starting a show and cutting right to the end, it's not what I was here for."
"B-but... it would've made everything... better."
(Sound of cloth moving) "Maybe."
(A long silence)
"So, how's everyone doing?"
"Fine."
"Did you buy Madoka that chair?"
"Yes. She liked it."
"Good. Hey, can I send a letter to someone? Or two someones?"
(Sound of paper shuffling)
"Thanks." (Sound of scribbling)
"Done."
(Sound of paper shuffling)
(Slience)
"I know you don't like them, but please?"
(Sound of paper being folded)
"Thank you."
"M-moving on..."
"Sure."
"You've said... y-you could break free anytime you wanted."
"Yes."
"That you... you're always holding b-back."
"Right."
"D-does this... Is this about your... p-powers?"
"Mmm... not really."
"Clarify."
"I mean, kind of? My powers are a big part of it-"
"Y-you haven't... made any m-more f-f... familiars?"
"Eh, they're not really familiars, more automated contructs-"
(Sound of somebody shifting)
"... No, I haven't."
(Sound of scribbling)
"And your B-Barrier..."
"You know I haven't."
(Sound of scribbling)
"A-and have y-you... ever tried W-Wi... Witch K-Kissing someone?"
"No! You know I wouldn't..."
"Enough."
(Sound of scribbling)
"Sorry."
"... It's fine. Go on?"
"Holding back."
"Ah, yes. It's more about methods than powers. I mean, my powers are a big part of it, but there's just... things I could've have done, but didn't..."
"O-o-out of concern?"
"... Partially. I guess... I've taken risks. But they paid off, didn't they?"
"I-I..."
"Yes."
"See? It's all good."
"Could've been more careful. Specially with..."
"Eh, things worked out in the end."
"Savior complex."
"Terminator."
"... Air head."
"Gasp!" (Sound of cloth shifting) "You wound me, Homura-chan!"
(Sound of clearing throat)
"A-about... your 'Savior Complex'... D-did it... a-a-always have to be y... You?"
"What do you mean?"
"Y-you had... have a tendency to..."
"Distrust others."
(Silence)
"Uh... well, I don't think that's true. I mean, I made the networking, divided tasks and all, right?"
"You made it."
"Somebody had to."
"S-Sabrina... this isn't something any-body else would've noticed. Y-you have a... a thing to t-take matters into y-your own hands..."
"Only when there's nobody else who can."
(Sound of someone shifting)
"When I don't know there's someone else who can."
"That's rather... c-convenient."
(Sound of huffing) "What do you expect me to do? Call God for help? There's just so many-"
"Can you?"
"Can I what?"
"Call God."
"Where does this come from?"
"There's..." (Silence)
"Wow, so confident in me, aren't you? Thank you."
"A-answer the q-question, please."
"... Yes."
(Silence)
"W-w-what does t-that...?"
"Was that why you did it?"
"Hm?"
"Why you ended... here."
"Ah, I guess? No, not really. It's just that... well, you wouldn't have liked it, for one."
"W-we...?"
"No."
"Me?"
"... You."
(Silence)
"Can I have a glass of water?"
(Sound of water being poured, followed by sound of glass knocking on wood)
"Thanks."
"So-so you... h-had to sol-solve everyt-thing y-yourself b-bec..."
"Mami."
"... because..."
"Deep breaths, Mami. Here, drink."
(Sound of deep breathing, followed by glass knocking on wood, then sound of pouring water)
"S-so you had to... do what you d-did, because i-it had to be you, and Homura wouldn't have liked it if... you c-called... 'God' for help?"
"I guess."
"What else?"
"I'm not sure... but I don't know if I would have... kept on existing, had I done that."
"This is about...?"
"Yeah."
"Y-you mean y-you would have... d-d-died?"
"Maybe? I don't really think so, but the possibility is there, I guess."
"S-Sabrina... What does this... a-all mean? I..."
"We're done."
(Sound of paper shuffling)
"H-Homura-"
(Sound of chair moving)
"Thank you for your time, Sabrina."
"Thank you for yours, Homura, Mami."
"Anything else you need?"
"A hug?"
(Sound of footsteps, followed by sound of cloth rustling)
"You take care of youself, OK?"
(Sound of cloth rustling, followed by footsteps)
(Sound of door opening)
"You too."
(Footsteps fading away)
"Mami?"
(Sound of slow sighing, followed by sound of chair scrapping against floor)
"W-well... g-good night, Sabrina. S-see you next time?"
(Sound of chuckling) "I'll be here."
(Sound of footsteps)
"See you, Mami."
(Sound of door closing)
(Recording end)
