[ Reiner's gaze drifts to the side, a sudden swell of guilt making it difficult to look her in the eye. Another person who cares deeply for Jean. Another person close enough to regard Jean as family. Another person with freckles.
(Marco screaming, pleading, begging them to stop.)
Reiner thinks of the scars on Jean's chest, the horror he felt when he realized there was no way Jean survived that attack. ]
no subject
(Marco screaming, pleading, begging them to stop.)
Reiner thinks of the scars on Jean's chest, the horror he felt when he realized there was no way Jean survived that attack. ]
… Yeah. That's understandable.
[ He thinks of Annie, captured. Marcel, dead.
'Even if I've not always succeeded,' indeed. ]