❛ bertholdt.. ❜
words slow to begin as reiner processed them, trying to correct the way of saying what he wished to say. he could tell that his companion was tense, thoughts clouding his mind & eating him up. his hand moved to place a firm hold on his best friend’s shoulder, delicately shaking it. he wanted to assure bertholdt was comfortable, disliking when he was upset or bothered.
❛ talk to me.. what’s on your mind? ❜
( @colossism )











