Reiner is quiet for a moment. Then he shakes his head.

"I think I can only stand it because I'm here," he admits quietly. "I know there are other worlds. Other places they can go. When I lost important people back home, I…"

He thinks of Marcel, killed years ago. He thinks of Bertholdt, less than a day from death.

His shoulders curl inward. "… I've seen what I look like in a few years, back home. After I lose someone else. I couldn't take it."