Alright, Bertolt. Deep breath. Normally he wouldn't be so nervous about speaking his mind to Reiner, but he knows how his friend has been acting lately towards the newbies. He's too friendly.

"I'm worried," he starts slowly, carefully choosing his words. Bertolt knows he comes off as worried ninety percent of the time, but that's just how he's always been. Tall, quiet, cautious Bertolt. He doesn't want to give Reiner the wrong idea if he can avoid it. "About the people we picked up. I... What're we going to do with them?"

He knows full well that ditching them outright would be cruel, but it's the what if that gnaws at him. He follows suit in unzipping his own pants, tossing a look over his shoulder - the cover up wasn't a complete lie; he actually did have to pee. "I don't want another incident like before."