What... the... hell... Sayaka was stunned into silence as she looked at the offering, not quite sure how to take this situation. It was the apples all over again, that she'd slapped away, then found herself being lifted up by the collar a moment later. It was Kyoko's way of... well, it was just Kyoko's way, she was beginning to realize.

"You keep it," she finally said, though there was no hint of hostility in her tone with the suggestion. She just... knew how much Grief Seeds meant to someone like the lancer. "I have to— I'm on my way to meet someone, so..." there was a nervous chuckle, as she scratched the back of her head.

"I mean, it would be weird to have on me, you know?" Accepting help wasn't Sayaka's forté but, even as someone as dense as she could be saw the gesture for what it was. For once.