[Just as when Reiner first took Bertholdt's hand, when he tugs on it, Bertholdt stops, and turns to look once again at their laced fingers. He's about to echo the same phrase he's been echoing the entire walk, but then there's something earthy and strange being held near his mouth and nose. He jerks his head away, glaring at Reiner.
We need to go. We're needed.
[An impatient tug on Reiner's hand. They have to keep moving...]
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We need to go. We're needed.
[An impatient tug on Reiner's hand. They have to keep moving...]