The voice came from a pink glow that looked like a pink haired girl with pink hair, red ribbons and a pink frilly magical girl dress.
It was...
"MADOKA!" Homura shrieked uncharacteristically.
"It turns out that there really wasn't that many witches after all!" Said Madoka.
Homura was incredibly dirty from all the time travel shenanigans and fighting brony friendzoni and the trilby of terror. Homura embraced Madoka tightly enough to get some of her dirt onto Madoka's unblemished exterior.
"Wow Homura-chan, you're really mucky, Would you like a bath?"
Humora became aware of her unclean appearance and walked with Makoda back to the hotel. Madoka didn't have much to say but the sudden transition of being a god to being a mere magical girl again would be overwhelming so she listened intently while Homura explained what was different about this new world and about school and what the Kaname family were up to and how she had figured out how to bring Madoka back to real life.
The sun was setting as they neared to hotel and they watched as the sunset set beautifully and the colours reminded Homura of how much she had missed Madoka and the embraced as the last rays sank beneath the horizon.
"Are you cold?" Asked Homura noticing that madoka was clinging rather too snugly for a dramatic romantic hug.
Madoka nodded and Homura gave her cardigan to her as they turned to head inside.