As if somehow she's sensed his discomfort, Madoka was at his side. And better than that, arms had gone around him. Immediately he could feel himself begin to relax, though his head was lowered and he couldn't quite look at either of them.

How could they easily talk about things like that? Didn't they know...? He was a monster. Though sometimes, when Madoka was there and defending him like that, sometimes he didn't feel so monstrous.

He leaned into her embrace just a little.