[That's all he'll say on the matter, even if pressed. His head hurts, and he sucks in a slow, shaky sort of breath when Garrus tells him to. He doesn't want to think about this. He doesn't want to live knowing what he's done, but he can't give up now, not after he's come so far. His nails bite into his skin in a futile attempt to distract himself.
Garrus' words help. Reiner doesn't say anything at first, forcing his mind to wrap around that knowledge. Fighting...]
This isn't a fight. It's an extermination. Or it was.
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[That's all he'll say on the matter, even if pressed. His head hurts, and he sucks in a slow, shaky sort of breath when Garrus tells him to. He doesn't want to think about this. He doesn't want to live knowing what he's done, but he can't give up now, not after he's come so far. His nails bite into his skin in a futile attempt to distract himself.
Garrus' words help. Reiner doesn't say anything at first, forcing his mind to wrap around that knowledge. Fighting...]
This isn't a fight. It's an extermination. Or it was.