"Little bits..." Maru have a soft sigh. He'd hung out with them the first few days when there was sunlight and fighting took it out of him, and when he was forced to rest. But otherwise... "I had to fight..." He continued and closed his eyes.

"Madoka couldn't... Everyone was hurting. Someone had to fight. I could do that. And when that big thing came, someone had to stop it from hurting everyone. I don't like fighting... but I didn't want people to be hurt either." And that, he knew, was a side effect of his bond with Madoka. She had such a strong desire to protect that it bled into him. He had, in the past, just walked away from such things. It had never bothered him. Getting involved in someone elses problems wasn't his style. But these days it was. And it was the reason he was lying where he was, unable to move mich without hurting, and tired beyond belief.