Lovely
Looking at all the young faces in the ship certainly made her feel her age. Mercy certainly didn't look that much older than she last remembered her. Seeing Fareeha was also certainly a welcome sight, but the change she saw in her daughter was staggering.
What was once headstrong and stubborn had turned into steel born of facing hardship and loss.
It was a look Ana had never wanted to see on her daughter, and it mildly saddened her.
"Ana…"
His voice was soft but unmistakable. Looking away from her daughter, Ana found herself looking at another old soul.
"Reinhardt," She greeted the man with a smile as he approached. "I must say you're looking well. This life must agree with you."
The man laughed, haughty and loud. It caught the attention of everyone in the room, and Ana could feel her Fareeha looking at them.
"Well, you always did mention that I was born old." He said with a grin, taking a step closer to her so that he was barely inches from her. He truly was larger than life, both literally and figuratively; he stood here untouched by time and there was very little difference in what he looked like now and how he looked thirty years ago.
"And you are looking as lovely as ever."
I found their interactions on the reddit page, and came up with this.
Cheers!
-Toph the Trickster