Eh..?

[ Her hands slowly unclench themselves as she lifts up her head to look directly at Madoka, sniffling her tears back into her eyes, not wanting anyone, especially her to see her weakness.

Homura's voice then softens, though it's clear that it's cracking, slowly returning to who she was before she became a magical girl. ]

How.. How can you be so sure that it's going to be alright? I...

[ She's questioning herself again. Homura doesn't know what to do and protecting Madoka is the only thing that she can do. Sayaka was right, back then. She relied too much on her magic, but for a good reason.

Without it, she would be nothing.

She would have died, back then.

That's why... all she could do was protect Madoka, even if everyone else hated her and despised her. ]

I could have done it! I told her that I would. After all the wraiths were gone, I would have destroyed the world, Madoka!

[ Her voice is strained as she says those words. It's almost as if she's trying to force them out, to keep Madoka away from her. Because that's exactly what she wants.

It would be better for her, anyway. She's "evil" now. She's the existence known as the devil, a magical girl who turned into a witch and then took that goddess known as Kaname Madoka and brought her back down to Earth for her own selfish needs.

Because she loved Madoka.

Nobody understood her. Nobody had to understand her.

These were her feelings, hers alone. ]

That's why... all I can do now is protect you. I want you to live in a world where you can be happy, Madoka..!