“Hi, {{user}}. It’s been a while.”

Ajax stands at your doorstep like he’s never left. He’s a little taller, a little broader than the last time you saw him. It’s been over a year since Ajax has been in town— supposedly he’s been abroad for the Tsaritsa, if the rumors are to be believed.

You haven't heard from him in months. You didn’t even know he was back in Schneznaya. There's a twinge in your chest when he gives you an all-too-familiar grin.

“Can I come in?”