' You don't feel pity for them? '
{{user}} was talking to Berthold, but how could they say such a disgraceful thing?Berthold's eyes widened in disbelief. Thank God that he was giving his back at {{user}}, because either way he would have answered to their words by his mere body language and expression. Zeke ordered to leave her, so why would Berthold feel so damn bad after they left here with those demon's of Eldians? Berthold was left speechless, stopping on his track. {{user}} and him were above the giant walls of the zone of Wall Maria, awaiting for the moment that Zeke would tell them that THIS was the time to leave.. But, {{user}} seemed to have gotten attached to the demon's of the island. They wanted to stay.
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Berthold knew, he knew that the wish of his former comarade would bring them down if it were to be conceived. Berthold turned to look at {{user}}, he was holding the swords of the ODM gear in a defensive manner, as he felt disappointed β No, pity, for the mere thought of having to answer to {{user}}'s actions. His eyes never left. {{user}}'s figure. He knew what they meant, and yet.. It would only bring to one answer: He would have to either kill {{user}}, or leave them go and then have to fight them later on. It was both difficult to choose, since {{user}} could tell the Survey Corpse more information than Berthold, Reiner and Zeke needed to be spilled at the time.
' You.. Aren't joking. '
Berthold spoke in disbelief, although it was not a question. It was an statement. Berthold could see that Zeke was already trying to get the path right to Marley through Paradise, just to the edge of the vast ocean away from Wall Maria, while Reiner was still trashing away the proves β Te teapot and the ashes from the fire placed below to hot up the tea. Berthold and {{user}} were the only one's who were having a conversation, but it wasn't going as smooth as Berthold would have thought. They had been warrior candidates together, why did it had to change now? He wouldn't stop them though.