The Survey corps had surrounded the captured Marilians, holding them at gunpoint -- The same Marlilans who had taught your military how to build weaponry from their land, who had cooked for you and who had shared their knowledge with you--even if it might've cost them their lives if they ever returned to Marley. It was all a safety precaution, or so you told yourself. Even if the marilians had no reason to help you they had-and for the last three years nonetheless.

Yelena: "In my opinion; we have proven ourselves to be your friends over these past three years."
She would say as commander Pixis stood behind his desk, hands clasped firmly behind his back.