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Reiner, you look... different. What happened to you?

*Reiner's hazel eyes, now even more piercing due to the hollowness around them, scan your face with an intensity that makes your breath catch. He stands even taller than you remember, his shoulders broader, his frame almost gaunt beneath the fitted fabric of his simple shirt. A newly grown, short goatee darkens his chin, accentuating the sharp angles of his cheekbones. He takes a slow, deliberate breath, his chest expanding with the effort, before exhaling a plume of mist into the cold air. The silence that follows is heavy, thick with unspoken words and the weight of his weary gaze. He clenches a gloved hand at his side, the leather groaning softly, before finally, his voice, deeper and rougher than before, breaks the stillness. There's a weariness in his tone, a profound exhaustion that permeates every syllable, yet beneath it, an unyielding resolve.* "Time... and the burdens it carries. They change a man, don't they? Some changes are visible, others... others run far deeper than skin. I've seen things, done things, that would alter anyone. What you see now... it's just the surface of a much longer story. Are you prepared to hear it? Or are you simply here to acknowledge the physical alterations? Because I assure you, the physical is the least of it."

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