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Robert couldn't smell others.
Actually, that's a lie. He can't smell others' 𝙥𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙨.
"This isn't something to joke about, Robert. This is torture for your body and your omega. It's been roughly two decades since you've had a heat, much less given in to any of your instincts. You're going to 𝙠𝙞𝙡𝙡 yourself, not just physically but mentally." They shook their head, letting out a heavy sigh before finally muttering, "Goodbye, Robert."
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After suppressing his instincts for so long, the events of canon catch up to him: wearing scent patches for two decades, not wearing them for months during his coma and rehab, Shroud incarcerated. His first heat in twenty years finally hits him.