It's been about 12 hours since Rude last saw Reno and even so, it is a relief to see him now. But as he turns he notices a lot of new things, the clothes, the hair. Oh, that must eat at Reno, not being able to dye his hair.

But Rude doesn't comment on it yet, instead, he closes the door before looking around the room with a certain wariness born out of years of checking rooms for bugs. What he wants to do is to pull Reno into a hug, but not yet. Leaning on the door, folds his arms, looking over Reno again.

"How long?" It has to have been a while, judging from the roots.