Connor for the first time had hope. Hope for a life without running. He felt as if he could finally take a breath that wasn't full of fear and adrenaline. He had a lot of work to do with 400 or so unwinds. Not to mention the new ones that come on a daily basis.
As for Risa she had a different approach to things. Playing the piano was satisfying but what she wanted most was to be in the heath ward and help out. Her hopes had been crushed. And soon so would Connor