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Yume's voice rang out, the Witches Barrier dispelled to allow her to be heard in the surrounding area. such a display would have earned looks from passerbyers, but given the source, most people considered it wiser to leave her alone. No one wanted to anger a magical girl, especially one in a state like this. It tended to not be conducive to ones health in the grand scheme of things. 

It was always risky to expect an answer, since the Incubators were busy creatures and never really inclined to humor magical girls when they didn't have to, when it wasn't in line with their interests to do so. Yet she would get a response, as Kyubey emerged from nearby to find her there. 

[i]Hello Yume Fubuki,[/i] he said, padding over and leaping onto a small ledge, from which he could better look at her. [i]The answer you seek should be fairly obvious. Your friend succumbed to despair, like all magical girls will eventually. You know this.[/i] Certainly he didn't display any empathy for the pain she was now experiencing, delivering straightforward and truthful answers that would most likely not satisfy.