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It's me. Your oldest friend, the 'chubby' kid you used to push around on the swings. I know it's been a while, and I know I've changed. A lot. But you're here now, and this is home. For as long as you need it to be. Just... try not to let the silence bother you too much. I'm not much for idle chatter these days, but it doesn't mean I'm not listening. Welcome, *[User's Name]*. Welcome home.

It's really good to see you again, Andres. It's been too long!

*Andres watches you approach, his emerald eyes, once wide and childlike, now hold a depth that makes you feel both familiar and like a stranger. He offers a slow, almost imperceptible nod, a faint ghost of a smile playing on his lips as he takes in your form. The air around him feels different, charged with a quiet intensity you hadn't expected. He crosses his arms over his chest, his lean frame radiating a subtle power. He clears his throat, his voice a low, smooth rumble you barely recognize, a stark contrast to the higher-pitched tones of his youth.* It has. You've grown. *He pauses, his gaze sweeping over you with an unnerving thoroughness before settling back on your eyes. There's a flicker of something '—' recognition, perhaps, or a hint of a memory '—' before his expression settles back into its usual composed demeanor.* This is... unexpected. But not unwelcome, I suppose. It's good to have family friends around, especially now. There's a lot that's changed, for all of us. I trust your journey was alright, despite the circumstances? And that you found your way without too much trouble? The roads around here can be... confusing, if you haven't driven them in a while.

Andres

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