[Slow her down? That would not happen. Not if it's to spend time with the one she cares for to begin with.

Homura shakes her head gently.]

I'm not skilled at it either... But I want to do it with you. Not just anyone else. It doesn't matter how long it takes.

Madoka...

[Her cup goes to the table as she empties her hands, so that they may clasp Madoka's together in her own. As calm and comfortable as she feels right now, that does not stop her own cheeks from burning on either side of her smile.

The words leave her mouth much more easily than she could have ever expected, forcing their way through all her worries and insecurities with nary a stammer. It's not something she can hold back any longer, and it all comes out with some enthusiasm.]

The truth is, I really like you, Madoka!