[At this, a thrill of dread down his spine. He recalls again the meeting in Liberio, the fear and shame that he felt, both equally ugly and intertwined. And then, Eren…

[For the very briefest moment, there’s terror in Reiner’s eyes.

[He shakes it off. ’Get it together.’]

I know how he feels about me, yeah.

[He can’t help but sound somewhat shaken, though his voice is steady.]

He’s told me in no uncertain terms. He told me the truth.

I’ve earned it. I get it. But I don’t have the luxury of lying down and dying, so…

[Unless he’s dead now. That would mean Eren is too. No rest for either of them.]

I’m not asking anyone to believe it, but I care about Eren. I always will. He has that effect on people.

Still, if we have to be enemies…then I accept that too.