[The nature of his profession, as well as his own somewhat reticent personality, have made striking up and keeping friendships difficult. He'd spent a few short, blissful years with his wife and his son after the hanar had released him from the compact, but his experience with close, personal relationships had ended with Irikah's death. He hadn't allowed himself to grow close to anyone else until he had joined Commander Shepard many years later.
So it's a little funny, but mostly sad, that only at the very end of his life he finally seems to be getting the hang of making friends.
Reinhardt has been an astonishingly warm and friendly presence since the very beginning of their acquaintance, and while he may never quite grow used to the man's unbridled enthusiasm, he still appreciates it. When he finds his hand seized in Reinhardt's huge mitt, he gives it a strong, reassuring squeeze.]
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So it's a little funny, but mostly sad, that only at the very end of his life he finally seems to be getting the hang of making friends.
Reinhardt has been an astonishingly warm and friendly presence since the very beginning of their acquaintance, and while he may never quite grow used to the man's unbridled enthusiasm, he still appreciates it. When he finds his hand seized in Reinhardt's huge mitt, he gives it a strong, reassuring squeeze.]
Thank you, Reinhardt. That means a lot to me.