Derek and Jeff arrive, and we head out to the aircar, I want this night to be perfect for Lily, to give her a taste of the joy and freedom she so rarely experiences. The festival grounds are already bustling when we arrive. The air is filled with laughter, chatter, and distant music. Colorful holographic displays dance in the air near the entrance, advertising the various performers and food stalls.

Lily’s eyes widen as we step onto the festival grounds, her hand tightening in mine. The sensory overload is evident on her face—the flashing lights, the cacophony of sounds, the swirling crowd. For a moment, I worry it might be too much for her.

“Are you alright, Baby?” I ask, crouching down to her level.

She nods slowly, her eyes still darting around. “It’s... just a lot. I’m not used to crowds like this,” she mumbles.