"I'll do better this time," Mami whispers, looking distantly at the ring around her middle finger. She curls her hand into a fist, head bowed---and only after a moment does she look up. Her gaze passes over Madoka's hands, but she doesn't need to look to know that Kyubey didn't contract her.

"If you have to be part of something like this...it's better that you're with a big group who knows exactly what you're going through. If you want to use a weapon, I can enchant one for you. Let me know what you need, okay?"