"Stardust! You're here."
As she heard Haoran's voice came from a distance, Emma woke up from her reverie. The young man's voice was filled with concern while panting because he had rushed from Trocadero to the tower. Not long after, the owner of the voice arrived and quickly hugged Emma by the shoulders.
"Gosh, I didn't know you sleepwalk. I was worried sick," he grumbled in a tone filled with relief. Emma's very happy to hear his voice, so the girl spontaneously hugged him back.
"Haoran, today's my birthday," the girl whispered. "Don't you want to wish me a happy birthday?"
"Oh, is that so? I'm sorry, I didn't know." Haoran let go of Emma and looked at her attentively. "Happy birthday."
Emma nodded. "Thank you."
