This time instead of pushing her further, Kyoko's words gave her pause. She'd heard that exact statement from the girl before -- cry when you read the newspaper... Suddenly, the memory of where she had been with the redhead before this came flooding back. The revelation of what had happened with her family, the sort of person that her father was...

It had been a tragic end to an even sadder story. But even still, even knowing what had happened... "Mami-san... would do the same. She would be working for the sake of the other people here, whether they had grief seeds or there were witches or not. Regardless of what kind of place this is or how we got here... it's because of that that I can't just turn a blind eye to what they're doing."

Her anger was forgotten again, her fist lowering to her side, the hand that had clenched it relaxing its grip. That's right, she'd follow Mami's example. The ideal magical girl... even if she had lost her powers, that's who Sayaka would strive to be.

"I'll fight every battle I have to, no matter how many times it takes to make a difference..." turning on her heel, she began to walk away. Leaving the words between them as she left, suggesting Kyoko -- "Just forget I said anything."