Reiner glances to the side, looking at Jean. The kid wouldn't be offering him this level of comfort if he really knew what he had done. He knows Jean has lost loved ones when the dead rose, people he will never see. He knows Jean lost a future when the walkers came, forcing him to suddenly handle a life he would've never wanted. If Jean knew he was responsible for bringing back the dead, he certainly wouldn't be patting him on the shoulder.
But even against his better judgement he drinks in the comfort. It's not really meant for him, just for the person Jean thinks he is, but it is still a human touch and some comfort. Only Bertolt has been able to give him that, but Bertolt is just one person. And Reiner has always been too much of an extrovert to depend on the affection and attention of just one person.
Reaching up, he rests a hand against Jean's head, still for a moment, before he ruffles his hair. "Don't worry about it. We all just have to keep going, right?"
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Date: 2014-08-14 10:30 pm (UTC)But even against his better judgement he drinks in the comfort. It's not really meant for him, just for the person Jean thinks he is, but it is still a human touch and some comfort. Only Bertolt has been able to give him that, but Bertolt is just one person. And Reiner has always been too much of an extrovert to depend on the affection and attention of just one person.
Reaching up, he rests a hand against Jean's head, still for a moment, before he ruffles his hair. "Don't worry about it. We all just have to keep going, right?"