"I see." Mami isn't going to cry, even if she certainly feels like it. She is disappointed, but maybe that's not really enough to properly convey the weight of this. She had put too much on something uncertain, had gone in with impossible expectations. This particular brand of grief was her own fault.

She pulls the door open, shoulders settling, but her back remains to Sayaka.

".. I disagree, but there's no point in trying to convince you otherwise, is there? I'll be around, Miki-san, if you ever change your mind. Please remember that." But she can't stomach this anymore. She has to leave- and so she does.