She turns around and begins to walk away. He feels his palms begin to sweat again. This can't be it. He refuses to believe this is where her and him end. In his moment of desperation, he finds himself calling out, lunging towards her and grabbing her hand, mentally apologizing to her for his own damp ones. "Please, Hiyori". He hates the way his voice sounds. "Do you really not remember me? Please, just try to think! Is there nothing there?"