[Bertolt offers his arm a squeeze, his hand slowly slipping from his elbow to settle over the ball in Reiner's palm, his own fingers curling around it. They always did things together, right? If it's going to be this, he doesn't want it to be any different.
He may be a coward and weak-willed, but that doesn't mean he enjoys seeing his best friend in turmoil. How many times has he stood by and let Reiner handle everything himself? Too many to count for his liking. He should've done something when they had 'confronted' Marco, honestly. Maybe that would've helped.]
...Right? We couldn't let him go. He would've told someone.
and here is a shoddy internet hotel tag!
[Bertolt offers his arm a squeeze, his hand slowly slipping from his elbow to settle over the ball in Reiner's palm, his own fingers curling around it. They always did things together, right? If it's going to be this, he doesn't want it to be any different.
He may be a coward and weak-willed, but that doesn't mean he enjoys seeing his best friend in turmoil. How many times has he stood by and let Reiner handle everything himself? Too many to count for his liking. He should've done something when they had 'confronted' Marco, honestly. Maybe that would've helped.]
...Right? We couldn't let him go. He would've told someone.