(In the time it'd take her to scramble off of the bed, he could probably jump on her and run her through with that key. She doesn't know how much faster than her he is, but he probably is, if the rabbit motif isn't just a motif.
She's certainly unnerved by this point and practically starts sinking into the bed, begrudgingly looking back at him. She doesn't want to look into his eyes, yet she feels if she looks away, it'll be the last thing she sees. The riddle is unexpected and only deepens her worries. Is he toying with her? Does he want her to run? She's not sure what to think. Madoka does, at least, attempt to think of the answer, her hands gripping the bed sheets beneath the blanket.)
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She's certainly unnerved by this point and practically starts sinking into the bed, begrudgingly looking back at him. She doesn't want to look into his eyes, yet she feels if she looks away, it'll be the last thing she sees. The riddle is unexpected and only deepens her worries. Is he toying with her? Does he want her to run? She's not sure what to think. Madoka does, at least, attempt to think of the answer, her hands gripping the bed sheets beneath the blanket.)
Umm...is it a...a s-soul?