The silence is awkward and ugly, threatening to choke him with how thick it is. When he starts to speak, it's a sudden rush of words, and he almost chokes on them.] I was thirteen. Bertolt was twelve, so was Annie. We had our mission. Infiltrate the walls and wipe them out from the inside.
[His knuckles are white and his fists tremble.]
Bertolt kicked open a hole from the outside. I destroyed the second gate. There was nothing stopping the titans from getting in and...
[He jerks a little, as though to dodge the memory.] There was no way they could evacuate all of the people past the second wall
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The silence is awkward and ugly, threatening to choke him with how thick it is. When he starts to speak, it's a sudden rush of words, and he almost chokes on them.] I was thirteen. Bertolt was twelve, so was Annie. We had our mission. Infiltrate the walls and wipe them out from the inside.
[His knuckles are white and his fists tremble.]
Bertolt kicked open a hole from the outside. I destroyed the second gate. There was nothing stopping the titans from getting in and...
[He jerks a little, as though to dodge the memory.] There was no way they could evacuate all of the people past the second wall