Josiah felt his breath ease at Finn's words, though he wasn't sure if he believed them or not. It didn't really matter now if he did or not. His heart beat easier either way. As they walked, he deeply breathed in the open air, filled with elm scent. It was a familiar one to him, one that never brought him joy until now. Did it somehow smell fresher now? He shook the thought away as the freshness gave way to another pungent smell. The ground rolled with the deep bass beat and for a second, Josiah just looked up at the open gates. Indeed, they were here and he felt his heart clench again. A second later, he squeezed Finn's hand.

"Well come on, what are we waiting for?" He charged forward, almost laughing at how unlike himself he sounded. This person was neither the cold and cool person that many people knew or the awkward loner he often thought of himself as. And it was kind of nice. He pulled Finn through the gate and let them fall in with the crowds of dancing teenagers who didn't even notice the presence of newcomers.