[A girl nearly 13 years his junior. Honestly, Trunks, she's not even 18.
Rei takes his hands firmly and then shares her vision with him. It isn't a complex one, fairly simple in fact. It's a room in a house, probably his room, and Trunks is staring into a mirror. In the mirror is a reflection of himself, though leaner, with harder, more weathered features. His clothes are torn, and his eyes are haunted, while the one looking into the mirror is the same one in front of her.
The mirrored Trunks smiles, and the real one frowns, and then the vision ends.
Releasing her grip on his fingers, Rei pulls back with a half smile.]
I'm not entirely sure what it means, but it's...a fairly neutral fortune, if anything.
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Rei takes his hands firmly and then shares her vision with him. It isn't a complex one, fairly simple in fact. It's a room in a house, probably his room, and Trunks is staring into a mirror. In the mirror is a reflection of himself, though leaner, with harder, more weathered features. His clothes are torn, and his eyes are haunted, while the one looking into the mirror is the same one in front of her.
The mirrored Trunks smiles, and the real one frowns, and then the vision ends.
Releasing her grip on his fingers, Rei pulls back with a half smile.]
I'm not entirely sure what it means, but it's...a fairly neutral fortune, if anything.