Madoka would look at Sayaka sheepishly, the other girl isn't wrong...
"Sure, I could have asked you. I could have asked Homura too, I know you'd both help. But..."
She pauses for a moment, not entirely sure how to say this. Or even if she wants to say this.
"Listen alright, I kind of get tired of hiding behind you, and her, and everyone else around me. That's all I can do most of the time, and it's what I've done now too... I want to be stronger than that."
She then turns to Touma, the boy's questions are pretty valid all things considered. And she'll answer them as best she can.
"I... Came here to do something, guess you could say I just wanted to face myself is all. Uh, Madoka Kaname, I don't think we've met before have we?"
The girl then stares at Faye confused, that made no sense and wasn't accurate at all even based on what little she's heard.
"Um... It's more so a world that shapes itself to the repressed emotions of those inside it, I think? I don't make a habit of studying this stuff, though I might start soon honestly. But that's what I've heard."
Within the house, Sayaka would find... A straight path to the backyard. And of course, Madoka's Shadow. A smirk on her face sitting outside in the yard as she waves to the group from behind a glass door. Despite her better judgement, Madoka would quickly move forward to meet the shadow. A determined look on her face despite feeling, rather scared really. She still steps into the yard and faces her other self.
M: "So, guess this is the part where you rant at me for a while about... What exactly? What's the deal, shadow."
The shadow would chuckle a bit, clearly amused by Madoka's bravado.
SM: "What to say, good question but shouldn't you know? How about I start with... Well I think you kinda accepted that part huh. You feel useless, sure. But that isn't the real issue, is it Madoka?"
Madoka just tilts her head for a moment, clearly confused by that question as the shadow goes on with a heavy sigh.
"Fine fine, I can spell it out. What I exist for, right. You do hate feeling useless, to be sure. But the real truth of the matter is more so you're terrified about being left behind. I mean come on, who'd want to hang around dead weight that usually just makes life harder for them? Come on, Homura's the only reason we haven't starved to death or something yet, maybe ended up in an orphanage at best? Everyone here had to bail you out just getting to me, more than once! So what makes us worth keeping around?"
The pink-haired girl just stares quietly at that, utterly silent as she ponders the words said by her other self. For the moment, both are content to observe a moment.