Sunny, Jiro and Glard blast through hyperspace, an overwhelming kaleidoscopic experience. As they approach their destination reality buckles and splits open, the glitches pour in through the open seams,










And then all at once everything stops. The crew are in the same positions, a little disoriented.




—Jiro—
...?

  Glard Gorpnan
We... we're through.

Sunny
* Did we...?


Sunny looks out the window, sees the gum trees hanging overhead and the clouds in the sky. She starts panting with croaky laughter.


Sunny
* No-- no fucking way.
* Haha,, hahaaHAHA!


Sunny sprints for the exit of the shuttlepod.

Sunny
* AHAHAHAAAAAAHAHAHA!!!

—Jiro—
!?


Sunny dashes through the woods, leaping over roots, damn near skipping over the leaf litter, as Jiro barely keeps up behind her.

Sunny
* AHAHA, FUCK! FUCK!!! YEESSSS!!!
* I FUCKING DID IT!!!

Her knees hit the soil. She looks out at the sunset, weeping openly with joy.

Sunny
* AAAahahah, ahehh, fucking...
* Oh my fucking god...




Jiro reaches Sunny's side, and Glard is just catching up. The three of them look over at the town that's crested over the hill. Sunny raises her arms as though presenting the view to her compatriots.


Sunny
* Welcome to Fairwell, boys!!!






Jiro looks over where Sunny is kneeling.



Just this once, he affords himself a weary smile.