Kyoko isn't sleeping, either. Normally, she loves to sleep, but in a situation like this? Even in the camp, it doesn't quite feel safe enough. There are plenty of fighters here, strong ones, with powers Kyoko's never seen before. But she still hates the idea of being caught off-guard by a surprise attack on the camp.

She can't say she's surprised that Mami's still up, too. She's going to end up overworking herself during all this, Kyoko just knows it. And... Maybe this time, she won't try to stop her. She gets it.

"Who knows?" Kyoko has a sleeve of crackers she's working through. It takes two hands, so her spear is leaning against her shoulder, its head looming above her own. "It's hard to tell how these things think. But it's bound to happen sooner or later." She tilts the package towards Mami, an offer to share. "Weird, isn't it? Fighting something that isn't a witch or a magical girl."