There’s no sympathy on his face, but perhaps his expression softens a little, eyebrows pinched together as he doesn’t seem to know what to do with his hands. In another life, reaching out to place a firm hand on Reyes’ shoulder wouldn’t even be a question, and it seems that 76 hasn’t quite lost the muscle memory for such a gesture. It takes a conscious effort for him to keep his arms at his sides. He folds them, instead, trying to feign indifference.

“I hear you eat souls.”

His voice is dry, but there’s the slightest hint of wry amusement in his voice, letting Reaper know that 76 doesn’t really believe it. A commentary on the things people say and how ridiculous those things can be, maybe.