Slime's gaze flickered around the cave, the small, one person train descending to the base of it, towards the house he found his daughter in so many weeks ago, hoping, praying she was still there...

"Flippa?"

He called out, raising a hand over his eyes and glasses to look out, closer towards the approaching house. There, he sees his daughter, running outside of the house, looking towards the train, most likely to greet him.

"P@p@! 1 m1$$3d y0u!" She writes on a sign, grinning happily.