There's another flash of light, breaking into two distinct forms. The night is quiet again and the city seems at peace, so there doesn't seem to be a reason to stay as Sakuyamon, even if Ruki would prefer that at the moment. It's a reminder of what she's had to do without for the past several weeks. A reminder of who she's had to do without.

Once Ruki is back to being just herself, she looks around. She briefly glances up at Renamon. She would often rely on her partner for a clue as to where to go next, Renamon having quite a sense of both direction and danger, but the fox was her usual stoic self and revealed nothing. Ruki looked back to Takeru instead, "I'm not sure. It looks as big as the actual park. Should we just pick a direction or something?"