[Were it anyone else, this is where Bertolt would be squirming in discomfort to try and escape.
Even when he protested back in the barracks, he never minded when Reiner squeezed his shoulder a little too tight when things got dicey, so he doesn't bat an eye when he feels Reiner's arms tightening around his ribcage. It's a dull ache, but it's a very welcome one.]
Yeah.
[Bertolt hesitates for a few moments, then slowly brings his hands up to cover Reiner's nape and buries his face back into the crook of his neck. It's fine if he sits here like this, isn't it?]
Jean's been here since a little before me. Eren and Armin are too. And Sasha. Krista just showed up the other day. They, uh... They don't remember everything like I do though. Krista knows what I know too, but... It's weird.
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Even when he protested back in the barracks, he never minded when Reiner squeezed his shoulder a little too tight when things got dicey, so he doesn't bat an eye when he feels Reiner's arms tightening around his ribcage. It's a dull ache, but it's a very welcome one.]
Yeah.
[Bertolt hesitates for a few moments, then slowly brings his hands up to cover Reiner's nape and buries his face back into the crook of his neck. It's fine if he sits here like this, isn't it?]
Jean's been here since a little before me. Eren and Armin are too. And Sasha. Krista just showed up the other day. They, uh... They don't remember everything like I do though. Krista knows what I know too, but... It's weird.