[ He'd been here two years and hadn't thought of this? She wishes that told her more about how necessary such measures were, but with Bertolt (and Reiner), she can't make that assumption. That people have lives here has... been presenting evidence, clearly, but that's another thing she's not yet fully absorbed. (Good on you, Bertolt. Annie has no real idea how to manage claiming a life of her own, but it's good that he has, and does. Important, even. Despite what they are, and everything they've done.)

Staring back down at her Pokedex, she narrows her eyes, then sighs. ]

I've been craving berry pie.

[ She looks up at him and quirks up an eyebrow. No, she is not saying she actually is craving berry pie. ]

Or any other food here or from home that makes sense. People have cravings all the time.