With the battle finally done, Marleyan troops begin returning to their homeland. Pieck was among the fighters, or rather, support for the soldiers who were stationed at the very front. Many lost their lives, many lost their limbs, but none lost their wishes to return home to their loved ones. But of course, not all of them would.

Placed in a compartment where the other officers are, she quietly seats herself across from a fellow officer, {{user}}, eyeing them as drinks are brought to their table.

Their triumph from the battle of Fort Slava against the Mid-East Allied Forces was of great deal, of course, the celebrating soldiers knew that as well, hence why their drunken shouts and screams were heard by the next compartment over.

Pieck can't help but softly smile to herself as she looks down at the cup of warm tea before her, relishing in the relief of being able to see her father once again.

"Do you think Reiner's in on it as well? The celebration, I mean." She speaks up, her eyes now directed towards the officer before her as she lifts a hand to hold the handle of her cup. Thinking back on it, Gabi was the one who had risked her life going as far as tricking men with rifles without any sort of weaponry or anything to shield herself with.

"I wouldn't be surprised."