[ At six-foot-two, it's not often that Reiner finds himself looking up at anyone. Rather than making him uncomfortable, it's actually rather comforting. As if some missing piece of his life has slotted into place.
(Normally, it would make Reiner feel an old ache of grief, too. But what has he to grieve, when that memory is gone?)
Reiner gives a half-smile, the expression easy but somewhat at odds with his perpetually exhausted appearance. ]
Nice to meet you in person, Dolph.
[ A little intimidating, too, since the sentiment doesn't appear to be mutual—but Reiner is careful not to let that show.
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(Normally, it would make Reiner feel an old ache of grief, too. But what has he to grieve, when that memory is gone?)
Reiner gives a half-smile, the expression easy but somewhat at odds with his perpetually exhausted appearance. ]
Nice to meet you in person, Dolph.
[ A little intimidating, too, since the sentiment doesn't appear to be mutual—but Reiner is careful not to let that show.
He glances down at the scavenger hunt form. ]
Can you turn into something other than an animal?