[Reiner jumps a little at her voice. The things that make her such a valuable ally and spy -- her near silent tread, the measured way she can carry herself with -- make her one horrendous room mate. He shakes his startled reaction quick enough though, not deigning to answer her, instead reaching over to lay an arm around Bertolt's shoulders, as if to present him. As if Annie could've possibly missed his stin-- presence.]
Nevermind that. Look who finally bothered to wake up.
[Being this up close makes it hard to ignore the elephant in the room however. And by elephant we mean Bertolt's odor. Turning his head to him, Reiner gives him a flat look.]
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Nevermind that. Look who finally bothered to wake up.
[Being this up close makes it hard to ignore the elephant in the room however. And by elephant we mean Bertolt's odor. Turning his head to him, Reiner gives him a flat look.]
You really gotta wash.