[... No. No that wasn't from Madoka. That was from her, Otonashi. Couldn't you tell? Madoka is fine drawer, sure, but she painted and cut out shapes for his present and why are you messing with her man?!
She's trying not to give anything away, since it's Secret Santa and all, but Mary is noticeably staring at Otonashi a lot harder right now as she takes another sip of hot chocolate.]
Really? I don't think it was Madoka. [...] Madoka left a different present, for someone else, I saw her. [No she didn't.]
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She's trying not to give anything away, since it's Secret Santa and all, but Mary is noticeably staring at Otonashi a lot harder right now as she takes another sip of hot chocolate.]
Really? I don't think it was Madoka. [...] Madoka left a different present, for someone else, I saw her. [No she didn't.]