One of those airplanes will not get far. A mere few yards away, it would be caught with one hand, which Homura brought down to look at it. One of the books. She had no idea which one - just that it wasn't hers, and she didn't care.

"Thank you for the kindling," She said casually, as she put the paper in her pocket. "Newcomer."

Because he was clearly a newcomer. Someone she'd never seen, until now.