[Kyouko, with her feet up and her hands behind her head, is hanging out on the couch somewhat near Sayaka, but far enough away to represent the awkwardness she feels about being anywhere in the vicinity. She's not even eating anything, trying her best to be polite and save room for whatever Mami is whipping up.
As the silence drags on, Kyouko shifts her feet and starts tapping her heel. Ugh, this isn't fun. She would go join Mami in the kitchen, but she doesn't feel like hovering, and she obviously wouldn't be much help. When it comes to de-NPCing Sayaka, she feels equally worthless; according to Inaba's text, she would have to quote lines from Sayaka's life — and hell of a lot of good that'll do, since Sayaka didn't remember any of the time they spent together even before she became an NPC.
So it's up to Madoka, essentially. At least Kyouko is there for moral support.
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As the silence drags on, Kyouko shifts her feet and starts tapping her heel. Ugh, this isn't fun. She would go join Mami in the kitchen, but she doesn't feel like hovering, and she obviously wouldn't be much help. When it comes to de-NPCing Sayaka, she feels equally worthless; according to Inaba's text, she would have to quote lines from Sayaka's life — and hell of a lot of good that'll do, since Sayaka didn't remember any of the time they spent together even before she became an NPC.
So it's up to Madoka, essentially. At least Kyouko is there for moral support.
Tap tap tap.]