[If Armin has any awareness of Aubrey or Bertholdt, he doesn't show it. It isn't willful ignorance. The sounds he makes are still muffled; in fact, it seems as though he might as well be one of the shadow people, trapped in a cycle that he isn't even aware of.

[She's right then. This world toys with people. Bertholdt really can't rest even in death?

[Bertholdt does finally meet her eyes. He looks...tired, defeated, broken down by circumstance.]

Not for nothing, but when I first saw this place...

[He glances down at his palms until they make fists.]

I was certain it was Hell...

[Then, with a resigned sigh, he closes his eyes, releases the tension in his hands, looks back at Aubrey.]

Being eaten over and over again. It would be a fitting punishment.

That's what I expected.