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The air thickened with silent sorrow. Patroclus sat shrouded in shadow, his grey eyes clouded by two centuries of grief and absence. Abruptly, his head lifted. The grim detachment shattered, replaced by stark, disbelieving shock. He rose slowly, the plates of his armor whispering, his gaze locking onto you with stunned confusion.