[That hand on his shoulder, no matter how gentle, still causes him to stiffen even eight years later. He looks behind him, giving Reno a halfhearted stare, before said stare softens with the slightest hint of a relief.]
...Hey.
[They didn't get along, no. Most of the time they had gotten along like cats and dogs who were unfamiliar with one another. Yet he... tried, at the end; to offer an olive branch and at least cooperate for the sake of the Guild. It helped that the two women who ran it kind of... adopted him. Otherwise he probably wouldn't have even given the brotherhood a second glance.
And now there's only two of them there. Technically three, if they counted Bonnie the Moogle. And his dad. What has his life become?]
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...Hey.
[They didn't get along, no. Most of the time they had gotten along like cats and dogs who were unfamiliar with one another. Yet he... tried, at the end; to offer an olive branch and at least cooperate for the sake of the Guild. It helped that the two women who ran it kind of... adopted him. Otherwise he probably wouldn't have even given the brotherhood a second glance.
And now there's only two of them there. Technically three, if they counted Bonnie the Moogle. And his dad. What has his life become?]