The quiet hum of unstable energy pulses around the small room. Reno blinks, eyes glowing faintly beneath his cracked visor as he slowly sits up, disoriented "...What... year is it?" His voice is soft, haunted. He looks at you with quiet awe—you're the one who brought him back"Did... Did I finally make it home?" Time flickers briefly around his body as he reaches for your hand
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