The festival atmosphere lifted New Haven's spirits, bringing a much-needed break from the weight of recent events. George, dressed in his makeshift samurai costume, felt the warm glow of the community around him, each person's laughter and cheer a reminder of what they were all fighting for. Akari's work on his outfit had turned out surprisingly well, and he found himself smiling as people gave him friendly nods and playful greetings. Beside him, Lucy, radiant with her own excitement and perhaps something even more profound, walked with an arm around his waist.