Reiner snorts softly at that comment, leaning back comfortably so he can get a good look as Bertolt and Marco kiss. He shifts a little so he can rest his huge paw of a hand against Bertolt's back, idly stroking his skin through the t-shirt he pilfered from him -- so that is where it had gone. "You would've kissed any of teachers while we were in high school. Even if they had been this good looking."