And yet the story keeps one foot in ambiguity. Are we watching restoration or performance? The film refuses a tidy end. Milo’s return doesn’t reset the city; it leaves questions hanging like tidal lines on a beach. The final shot—Milo turning away from a council chamber to watch a small, stubborn sprout pushing between submerged tiles—says, simply, that life insists. It neither undoes harm nor absolves it; it offers persistence.