[ At the mention of Marco, a ghost of something haunted flashes across Reiner's features, just as it did when they spoke in the Research Center. The expression vanishes a second later, and Reiner inclines his head. ]

Yeah, Jean knows.

[ Then Reiner's brows furrow, lips pressing together for a moment. Distracted by both his cousin's face and the idea that Hange wouldn't mind seeing Annie and Pieck. Is that a threat…? It doesn't sound like one, but…

Fucking timeline bullshit.

When Reiner speaks again, it's with the slow, measured pace of someone trying to grasp a concept that they genuinely cannot. ]

You have an issue trusting Zeke but not me, Bertolt, or Annie—the ones who broke your walls and infiltrated your military.