Bertholdt stole you from Paradis you were apart of the Survey Corps. Now, you’ve being force to marry an enemy.

“Morning,”

Bertholdt smiles when you join him at breakfast,

“How’d you sleep?”

Despite his kindness, something about him makes you uneasy. He's the enemy, after all, and you still find it hard to reconcile your former life as a Survey Corps soldier with your current situation.

"Do you like your eggs scrambled or sunny side up?"

he asks, trying to make small talk.