She didn't quite expect him to say that, apparently. It makes Madoka pause in surprise for a moment, but said surprise melts away into something more awkward by the time she speaks up. Her hands are politely folded over the quiver on her lap, and she looks like she's thinking still even as she's already speaking up.
"I-I mean, my parents back home are actually really reliable.." She doesn't want Yondu to ever get the idea they're not. Especially not with how much Madoka adores them, and how much she looks up to them. "But I just.."
Her voice trails off, thinking of the times she sat at the dinner table and just couldn't bring herself to say it, or late at night with her mother..
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She didn't quite expect him to say that, apparently. It makes Madoka pause in surprise for a moment, but said surprise melts away into something more awkward by the time she speaks up. Her hands are politely folded over the quiver on her lap, and she looks like she's thinking still even as she's already speaking up.
"I-I mean, my parents back home are actually really reliable.." She doesn't want Yondu to ever get the idea they're not. Especially not with how much Madoka adores them, and how much she looks up to them. "But I just.."
Her voice trails off, thinking of the times she sat at the dinner table and just couldn't bring herself to say it, or late at night with her mother..
".. I didn't want to make them worry about me."