With the main cause of his stress pushed to the side, it's easier for him to laugh. If there was one thing he could always count on Reiner for, it's things like this.

Bertolt suddenly plasters a forced but lazy grin on his face for all of three seconds. "Groovy." Deep down, he wanted Shadis to have survived. The guy was tougher than railroad spikes for crying out loud. With his own half of the joke over, he lets the fake smile disappear in favor of a smaller, genuine one. "But you wouldn't be off the hook either, Braun. Your hair looks like the broom we'd use to squash those giant bugs we'd get around base."