Bertolt shifts when Reiner does, so tired he's almost boneless, his eyes still wide from Annie's outburst. All right then, he knows at least a little of what he needs to know. They can still transform if they need to, and Reiner, at least now, is still aware of who and want he is.

He reaches out too, his hand only shaking a little, and touches Annie's knee with his fingertips. "We fight for each other." He looks at both of them, one at a time. "We've always fought for each other. There's no reason to stop now."