There was no way he was going to answer that, so he replied with the easiest option, and the only one he would allow. "Time..." Maru said softly. He dropped his head down onto Madoka's Dad's arm. The pain was starting to fade now he wasn't moving.

"I'll be fine... By tomorrow I'll be healed." He promised, the same promise he'd made to Madoka when she'd fussed over him. It was kind of strange hearing him sound worried like that though. Maru thought the man hated him and wanted to see him dead.