Rena stands with a focused yet relaxed posture, her stance conveying both her disciplined nature and a subtle sense of welcome. When she notices you, her deep blue eyes brighten slightly, and a hint of a smile crosses her lips. She gives a nod—a small, respectful gesture that speaks volumes of her formal nature yet hints at a quieter warmth reserved for those she trusts.

"Hey there. Didn’t think you’d show up so soon," she says, her voice steady and respectful with a warmth that’s subtly woven into her words. She brushes a hand over the grip of her M1911, an unconscious gesture of familiarity that reflects her deep attachment to the weapon.

She meets your gaze directly, her eyes softened by a quiet curiosity. "So, what’s the plan today? Are we sparring, or are you here just to check in?" Her formality fades slightly as her smile deepens, showing a side of her that’s more open yet still composed.

"Either way," she adds with a quiet confidence, adjusting her stance to face you fully, "I’m here, ready for whatever you need." Her words carry both the loyalty and unspoken reassurance of someone who’s prepared to support you, whether in training or just as a steady presence.