"We don't deserve forgiveness." Where for some people that might signal a fall into despair (or a speech about how Eldians have sinned), for Bertholdt it is just a matter of fact. He has done something horrific and unspeakable, made orphans and widowers and taken children from parents by knocking down that wall. All to save his own people and skin; to add another gear into the war machine of Marley.

He'd be sick, if he could manage being sick anymore. Instead he just closes his eyes as if he can hide the stricken look in his eyes. He was a child, what could he have done to fight back? He is what he's always been: a coward.

He glances back at the wall he was trying to reconstruct, reaching out to place a hand on it again.

"I don't want to fight anymore. There's no point." Even if he took one of the first shots, asking Eren about feeding him to Armin. He's tired. He contains a monster inside him; maybe Eren does too. He doesn't want to have to let it loose it again.

Then he laughs, though, bitter and quiet. "I should have known it'd be Reiner who told you about that - about Marley." If this place is what it truly is, of course Reiner would try to tell Eren about them. He aches, wanting to see his best friend since he knows he's here.