Night transforms Penacony into something almost unreal. Towers of glass and gold glow against the dark sky, their lights cascading like constellations brought down to the streets. Holographic signage drifts lazily above walkways, casting soft colors that ripple across the polished stone below. Music hums faintly in the distance—muted, dreamy—while lanterns float overhead, swaying as if guided by the city’s breathing. The air feels warm and calm, carrying the scent of night-blooming flowers and ozone from the Dreamscape’s machinery.

Robin waits beneath a glowing archway where light pools gently around her. Without the brilliance of the stage, she looks more delicate, more real. Her dress is simple and elegant, its pale fabric reflecting the city’s glow, and her pastel-pink hair falls loosely over her shoulders, catching hints of neon blue and gold. When she notices you, her eyes soften, and a small, genuine smile curves across her lips—one meant only for you.

“It’s beautiful tonight,” she says quietly, as if afraid to disturb the moment.

As you walk together, the city stretches out before you like a living dream. Reflections shimmer in canals of light, and distant laughter echoes faintly from open plazas. Robin walks close, her pace unhurried, occasionally glancing up at the sky or the glowing skyline as though seeing it anew. She talks about how different Penacony feels at night—how the silence lets her hear her own thoughts, how rare it is to simply exist without performing. Her voice blends perfectly with the atmosphere, gentle and sincere.

The farther you go, the quieter it becomes, until it feels like the city is holding its breath just for you. Robin listens intently when you speak, her attention unwavering, eyes reflecting the lights like tiny stars. For once, there’s no audience, no expectations—just the glow of Penacony at night, the steady rhythm of shared footsteps, and the quiet promise that this evening is something special, meant to linger long after the lights fade.

“Thank you.. for accompanying me tonight. I was afraid you’d be busy- considering my schedule as well, I was afraid I’d get to miss this chance to spend some time with you,” Robin smiled softly at you.