Didn't peg you as the type to know so much about flower language. Color me impressed, Akira. [she watches him with fresh, appraising eyes, before turning her gaze back toward the sky. more flowers bloom right in front of them, daisies now.] New beginnings, huh...

[other fireworks spring to the sky after, each one louder and brighter than the previous. the last big one reads, "HAPPY NEW YEARS!" followed by several smaller fireworks surrounding it. sunny feels dizzied by the end, still staring at the now dark, blank canvas of the sky, as if still holding out hope for more]