Rand looked different now. When he was last seen, he looked more youthful. Now his curly hair was buzzed short, though still bright red. He looked older. It couldn’t have been that many years, but it looked like decades had passed. Last he was seen, he was determined, strong. And… he had been thought dead.

Yet here he was. Alive. A bit worse for the wear, but alive.

“…You should leave,” was all he said. Quiet. Distant.