[The silence passes without commentary from Utena. Right as she's about to ask if something's wrong, though, Mami pipes up again. She watches her face as she talks about Madoka, and her own expression softens. It's nice to see Mami like this, she realizes -- unburdened, if only for a little while.]
Ah, Madoka-chan was one of my princesses. I mean, well. [She blushes, rubs the back of her neck.] You know, when I thought I was...er. But you're right; she seems very kind and gentle.
[She knew Sayaka, in passing, and Homura was an acquaintance at least, but "Sakura-san" doesn't ring a bell.] Who's Sakura-san?
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Ah, Madoka-chan was one of my princesses. I mean, well. [She blushes, rubs the back of her neck.] You know, when I thought I was...er. But you're right; she seems very kind and gentle.
[She knew Sayaka, in passing, and Homura was an acquaintance at least, but "Sakura-san" doesn't ring a bell.] Who's Sakura-san?