Jean expected Marco might break down over the news. Reiner had been the main cause for his death, after all. Taking command of the situation. Of course, Bertholt and Annie were also responsible but most of the fault fell on Reiner. He squeezes Marco's shoulders to show him support.
But then Marco looks up and there's rage in his eyes that Jean's never seen in him before. Sure, Marco's been angry whenever cadets were doing dangerous things, but this was something completely different. Jean's eyes widen, not having expected it at all. It's enough to make Jean's grip on his shoulders loosen noticeably.
Where is he, words so sharp they feel like they could cut. Jean could make few educated guesses as to where Reiner might be right now, but he had no solid ideas.
"I don't know." It's not a lie. He doesn't know Reiner's exact location. Jean lowers his hands back to his lap, unsure what to really say or do.
Should he tell Marco about his initial meeting with Reiner? About how, after that, he and Reiner have bonded and become friends again? If he did... Would Marco feel like Jean betrayed him? Was he actually wrong to push through the hate and try to live peacefully? Of course, Marco has every right to be angry. With Reiner. With Jean, too, if it came to that. Of course, Jean never expected Marco would readily be able to forgive Reiner, if ever, but what if he had been wrong thinking he could eventually move past that once he talked with Reiner?
And what did it tell about him when he was still determined to be Reiner's ally, even if he had been wrong? There was no way he could abandoned Reiner now. Nor did he want to. They'd come so far.
Jean doesn't even realize he's mostly staring away awkwardly, stuck in his thoughts over the situation he's landed himself in.
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But then Marco looks up and there's rage in his eyes that Jean's never seen in him before. Sure, Marco's been angry whenever cadets were doing dangerous things, but this was something completely different. Jean's eyes widen, not having expected it at all. It's enough to make Jean's grip on his shoulders loosen noticeably.
Where is he, words so sharp they feel like they could cut. Jean could make few educated guesses as to where Reiner might be right now, but he had no solid ideas.
"I don't know." It's not a lie. He doesn't know Reiner's exact location. Jean lowers his hands back to his lap, unsure what to really say or do.
Should he tell Marco about his initial meeting with Reiner? About how, after that, he and Reiner have bonded and become friends again? If he did... Would Marco feel like Jean betrayed him? Was he actually wrong to push through the hate and try to live peacefully? Of course, Marco has every right to be angry. With Reiner. With Jean, too, if it came to that. Of course, Jean never expected Marco would readily be able to forgive Reiner, if ever, but what if he had been wrong thinking he could eventually move past that once he talked with Reiner?
And what did it tell about him when he was still determined to be Reiner's ally, even if he had been wrong? There was no way he could abandoned Reiner now. Nor did he want to. They'd come so far.
Jean doesn't even realize he's mostly staring away awkwardly, stuck in his thoughts over the situation he's landed himself in.