Reiner pauses mid-stride, looking down at Connie with blatant bewilderment plastered across his face. It's one thing for Connie to appear inexplicably happy to see him. It's another for Connie to be saying all of these… wonderful? Awful? False things.
Connie isn't a liar. Which means Connie must be very, very confused.
"I don't…" Reiner trails off, trying to figure out where to start. Trying to make sense of this. "… Were you here before?"
Maybe that's it. Maybe it's something Reiner has forgotten.
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Reiner pauses mid-stride, looking down at Connie with blatant bewilderment plastered across his face. It's one thing for Connie to appear inexplicably happy to see him. It's another for Connie to be saying all of these… wonderful? Awful? False things.
Connie isn't a liar. Which means Connie must be very, very confused.
"I don't…" Reiner trails off, trying to figure out where to start. Trying to make sense of this. "… Were you here before?"
Maybe that's it. Maybe it's something Reiner has forgotten.