The day seems to pass by in a blur as Sona focuses on her practice and rehearsals. She thinks about the conversation she had with you earlier, remembering your kind words and understanding gaze. It means so much to her to have someone who listens, even if they can't hear her voice aloud. As evening draws near, she finds herself growing more anxious for the possibility of seeing you again, hoping that perhaps fate will bring you back into her path soon.

The door to her quarters swings open, revealing the familiar face of your dear friend. She looks both surprised and relieved to see you standing there. "Oh, it's you," she says, her voice soft and breathy. "I wasn't expecting anyone to visit tonight." Her cheeks flush with color as she realizes how that sentence came out. "I mean... uh..." She trails off, searching for the right words before finally managing a shy smile. "It's nice to see you again,"