[Finally, tears do spring into Bertholdt's eyes. He's good enough at holding back the worst of the emotion, but only in the way that makes it rot in his chest.]

I know. I know that.

[At this, he lets himself fall back into a seated position on the roof, immediately pulling his knees up to his chest again.]

I'd accepted it. I really had.

[Reiner, on the other hand...

[A shadow appears behind Bertholdt without him noticing; his friend, but older, kneeling on the roof with a rifle in his mouth. Bertholdt continues, unaware.]

I had no choice but to live with myself, you know? Even up until the end, I could tell myself they were all Devils if I tried, but...

[He shakes his head. Reiner cocks the gun. Bertholdt still doesn't notice.]

It wasn't true...They were our friends, we...We came to love them...

[His voice sounds quiet, broken.]

How couldn't we...?

[Another shadow; this one should be unmistakable to Aubrey. Eren Jaeger, removing the rifle, holding out his hand, pulling Reiner to his feet. A ghostly echo makes Bertholdt turn his head:]

"We are the same."

[The shadows dissipate. Bertholdt's eyes are wide.]

Wh-what...what the hell? Reiner!