"You okay?" Dark said.
"I'm terrified." Risa said.
"Why?" Dark said.
"I've been looking out the window for eighteen years. Dreaming about what it would feel like when those lights rise in the sky. What if it's not everything that I dreamed it would be?" Risa said.
"It will be." Dark said.
"And what if it is? What then?" Risa said.
"Well that's the good part, I guess. You get to go find a new dream." Dark said.
