The waitress' giggle doesn't go unnoticed by Reiner, but he pays it no mind. His open affection for animals has earned him a few looks in his life: some startled, some charmed. It didn't bother him back then, and it doesn't bother him now—even if the "animal" in question can speak.

He smiles down at his new scaly friend, pleased to see him so happy.

"Do loose scales itch until they fall off?" Reiner asks, genuinely curious.

Perhaps it's silly of him to ask any question at all while he's busy turning his new noodle-friend into a puddle. He does so anyway, all the while scritching and scratching the spot in question.