In the style of a video game dialogue, with scrolling text next to a pixelated face image)
( laced with frilly vitiated ideas)
Stephanos: I thought I had lost you, but here you came back!
You: [nothing, because you are in the state of personhood equivalent to that of a fetus]
(The fantasy, grounded in expectation)
Stephanos: I thought I had lost you, friend!
You: answer back, but the rest of the dialogue, which must continue, wherever in words or physical action, is curtailed)
Stephanos: Hi, friend!
You: smile sheepishly
(The actual reality as of this day)
-Stephanos if not here, as you missed the day of training on the trampoline and did not return, your heart hardened in fear.