In response, Reiner reaches up with his free hand, cupping his calloused fingers across the back of Bertolt's neck, allowing him to lean close. "Of course. I'm not leaving you."

Slowly he strokes his fingers over the back of Bertolt's neck, along the line of his nape and the ends of his hair, speaking up again after a few moments. "We could find another group for them. There's survivors everywhere. If we can find a group that'll take'em in, we can go on together again. Find Annie." If it'd make Bertolt happy he'd do it, no matter how bad it might be for his mental state.