Maru was ready to be angry on Madoka's behalf. Ready to defend her and protect her at all costs.

And then, just like that, it was gone.

Madoka's hands upon his arm and the warmth of her at his side made him break eye contact with Green Bastard and look down at her. And the anger melted away. He didn't like how sad she looked. He didn't think she was weak. She couldn't be weak. If she was weak they would never be able to fight together. She needed a strength of will that overrode simple physical strength, because Maru didn't have his own.

"I think we should go." He said to her, ignoring the other for now.