"There's a shortage of people who know I exist and need to call me something. I - this will no doubt sound scintillatingly crazy, but - I talk to Solvei sometimes, and she's tried to think of something to call me, but neither of us came up with anything that really stuck."
"Of ways you could have gone crazy, considering, that one sounds reasonably functional."
"So, like, I have been friends with Solvei, and now this is sort of weird, and apparently my life was saved by an evil person with magical powers and that is also weird, and apart from sort of noting those things the rest of my brain is all I want magic powers so bad."
Not-Solvei freezes when the view out the window changes in her peripheral vision.
"Wh-"
Oh.
Bella draws the curtain aside.
"What is that."
"Why now, why us, what's the catch, can you read thoughts that aren't directed at you, and how big a wish can you cough up?"
Well, says Kyubey, you both have the potential to become magical girls! Working together could help you, too. I can only read thoughts that are directed at me. And a wish can be anything! But I'm not allowed to offer any suggestions, and when you contract for whatever you most wish for, you agree to become a magical girl, and fight witches.
"If we tell you something we want, how well can you guess whether we have enough magical potential to get it?"