[Correction. She may think nothing is immediately there, and it sure isn't, but that's definitely a sprig of mistletoe hanging off of a nearby rafter. The green catches Maya's eyes as she looks. This one must be one of those with a bigger active radius...]

Subaru... [Maya's voice carries an odd lilt to it.] I'm really happy to hear you're working towards your dreams, and you're right that that kind of pursuit is never easy.

... We're going to have to wait to continue our conversation, though.