[By all rights, she should be afraid, nervous, stammering out some cover for what she said. But Homura isn't. With the pressure gone, the closest thing she can feel are the butterflies in her stomach, a giddy feeling more than nervous under the magic she imbibed.
It's not something she can take back, nor does she want to. Everything feels just fine...no, everything feels great, just how it should be.
Homura replies clearly, looking straight into Madoka's eyes.] Yes, I do! Everything about you, Madoka.
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It's not something she can take back, nor does she want to. Everything feels just fine...no, everything feels great, just how it should be.
Homura replies clearly, looking straight into Madoka's eyes.] Yes, I do! Everything about you, Madoka.