It shouldn't have been, but of course in dreams things rarely went as one would have liked them to. Kyoko offered a noncommittal shrug in response to Homura's suggestion. She had the same question about why it was so weak, but chose not to vocalize it. For all she knew this could be her own personal Hell. It seemed likely enough.

"Do what you want. We're gonna have to kill it either way, so as long you don't try and steal the Grief Seed from right under my nose or anything, I don't care how we do it."