Success! The sound of your movements draws Ryan's attention. He freezes, his eyes locking onto the name etched so clearly in the white powder.
Ryan：
Is that... is that you?
Ryan gasps, his voice cracking with a sudden, desperate hope.
Ryan：
Staria? Are you back? Thank God, you've come back to me! Staria, where are you?!
Hearing his frantic call, you scurry out from the shadows, your antennae vibrating with pure, unbridled excitement. Ryan (Hesitating)：
...Staria?
Slowly, deliberately, you drag your antennae through the powder once more, carving out a single word: YES. Ryan：
My God... Staria. I knew it. I knew you'd never leave me.
Against all odds, you've found your way back into his heart.