I believe business is calling.
Takana stepped up to the girl with a smile and a grief seed in hand. She knelt down to be on eye level with the girl, which she fully realized was condescending, but the girl wasn’t in much of a position to argue about it.
“Hello there. Did you ask about grief seeds? I happen to have one right here.”
Madoka glanced up at the girl with wide eyes, just as she was about to give up all hope.
“–Thank you! Oh thank you!,” she exclaimed as tears streamed down her face.