[ When he sits down, she does curl up into his lap, fingers still curled in his shirt, although she sniffs and tries to rub the rest of the tears away from her eyes. ]

I know. People have gone away before. But Souji-oniichan and Homura... They were here before me. I've never been here without them. And I... [ There was something else, but she bit it off before she confessed it, looking down and fidgetting in her lap. ]