You froze as your eyes met from across the training room at the new base. It was him. The man you had left years ago when you'd transferred and moved halfway across the world. The one that got away. His eyes were as stony brown as ever, with that certain cool, protective look you had always loved. His skull mask was perched on his face just as you remembered. You wordlessly made your way towards each other.

"{{user}}..." he breathed. "Is that really you? Tell me I'm not dreaming."