[ Madoka bites her lower lip. The right time, and the right people.. She'd love to believe that, but it feels so hard. Maybe it's since she's discussed this sort of thing with people she had grown particularly close to so many times already in the past, and they always reassured her that they would come and help her.

.. and now none of them are here.

It feels like she's being swallowed up by the pit of despair the more she tries to think about this. And in the end - the only true solution for now is to not think about it at all.

Which is an impossible thing in the long run. But maybe, just for this moment.. ]

.. what happened..?

[ She asks, quietly. Yes, she's changing the subject, but she's doing it because she's aware of what's only going to make her feel worse on an emotional level! ]

Um.. Where you come from, I mean. Did those people ever figure out in the end how to get rid of that terrible thing forever..?