It must've been so hard for Yondu, Madoka thinks as she listens to him. Especially since he was so much younger back then, and yet it really sounds like he was seen as nothing more than a thing, even though he was just a kid.

And in a way she can see the similarity. Because she's right. From her talk with Kyubey, Madoka knows very well that the alien only viewed them as cattle, as an energy source - but not as human. Not as people, with hopes and dreams and feelings.

But..

"When I use my heart though.. I still feel like I want to do it. I don't feel like a thing then," she says. It's a little soft, but considering there's no longer any cars or people around these streets, it's audible to Yondu. "The thought of giving up everything for the sake of the world.. It doesn't feel heavy, or sad. Instead my heart starts to feel all warm when I think of how happy everyone would be in a world without all of this suffering."

She looks up at him, sideways.

"Then it's not a bad thing, right..? Then I'm.. not just a thing. I'm a person deciding to make that choice."