[A sigh escapes the breeze, and though Sarah is standing some distance away, her next words feel right besides Madoka.]

I brought you here to do with this world as you please. It is unfortunate that not everyone realizes this...

[Though Sarah makes no discernible movement, a hand gently brushes Madoka's hair -- an almost maternal gesture.]

Now, My pet. Tell Me what it is that you desire the most.

[Is it a rhetorical question? An omniscient god would already know the answer, wouldn't she? Perhaps she's just more amused when her pet acknowledges it of her own will.]