[Bertolt has laid waste to most of the food on the table, and while he's still hungry, he's also starting to be aware of how bad he smells. He glances at Reiner, then back at his now-empty plate.]
Is there any water around here?
[He's going to need at least three or four buckets to stop smelling like something died in his shirt.]
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Is there any water around here?
[He's going to need at least three or four buckets to stop smelling like something died in his shirt.]