[It isn't too long before Reiner returns, a clean change of clothes for both of them draped over his arm. When he spots Bertolt standing transfixed in the open door, he laughs for a moment, though he completely gets it. He had stared much the same himself.
Giving him a shove, he pushes him into the bathroom.]
Nothing like home, right?
[He isn't even talking about their village, not really.]
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Giving him a shove, he pushes him into the bathroom.]
Nothing like home, right?
[He isn't even talking about their village, not really.]