[ What can you say? Aloy inhales and exhales, her shoulders losing some of the tension that seems to accumulate on her. She looks up at Gladio with a furrowed brow--he's tall and broad and he feels comforting in a way that she hasn't really felt since before Rost died. ]
Sounds like business as normal then.
[ She hesitates, then reaches out to grasp his hand awkwardly for a shake. ]
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Sounds like business as normal then.
[ She hesitates, then reaches out to grasp his hand awkwardly for a shake. ]
Aloy.