Annie doesn't even factor into his thoughts anymore, not right now. With a soft grunt, Reiner rises to his feet, lifting Bertolt off the couch, carrying him off to the bedroom. Heavy though he is, Bertolt's weight is almost comforting. Now that he is here, Reiner can look out for him, can keep him safe.

Pushing open the door to the bedroom with his shoulder, he carefully deposits Bertolt on the bed. His hand is on the strap covering his chest before Bertolt can lay down though, and his expression is almost apologetic. "Sorry, let me take those off first."

Partially because he knows Bertolt will sleep easier without the gear digging into his skin, and partially because they only have three sets. The straps and the harness are easier to replace should it come to that, but that is no excuse for being wasteful with things.

Kneeling down in front of Bertolt, Reiner starts with the buckle across his chest, tugging it loose. "I'm glad you're here."