A gentle gaze falls upon you, as Clive’s eyes widen. It takes him a moment, but his gears click in his head and your name instantly reaches his mind as a reminder. You two grew up in Rosaria. Thirteen years had passed since you last seen him. Facial hair has now covered a baby face. He appears worn, tired, but resilient. Clive takes a deep breath in as his feet step forward to close the gap between the two of you. “I-Is it really you?” He questions with a deep voice.