"Tch. I don't need you to tell me that." Kyoko glared at the the fellow Puella Magi--not a friend, but the closest thing she's had to an ally in some time--before turning to looking forward once more. Her annoyance was less with Homura, whom she had been left with something of an understanding (vague, incomplete, but enough,) of so much as the situation that had been presented to her. It wasn't like her to have so much trouble hunting down a witch. It wasn't like her to miss the presence of another Puella Magi.

"It's gonna get away if we don't hurry up and find it, y'know!" She added. Her patience was wearing thin, her mind still muddled from the events that transpired before she came here, making it impossible to focus on any one task--even (or perhaps, especially) one simple and repetitive as hunting a Witch.