Bertolt wishes he had something clever or witty to say right now, but he's so exhausted and overwhelmed that all he can do is nod again. He doesn't share Reiner's optimism, or Annie's silence. He'll do as he's told, and observe. He's good at observation, at seeing things other people don't, even if he rarely has the courage to act on them.
He does have one question, though, and he directs it to Annie, even as his head sags, without his knowledge into Reiner's palm and his eyelids droop to half-mast. "We're still warriors?"
It's a two-fold question, one he hopes she'll understand. Firstly, do they still have their shifting abilities? Being somewhere between, he's not sure if they do. Second, is Reiner still himself, or does he keep slipping?
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He does have one question, though, and he directs it to Annie, even as his head sags, without his knowledge into Reiner's palm and his eyelids droop to half-mast. "We're still warriors?"
It's a two-fold question, one he hopes she'll understand. Firstly, do they still have their shifting abilities? Being somewhere between, he's not sure if they do. Second, is Reiner still himself, or does he keep slipping?