He takes a step back. Instinctively. What are you supposed to do, when a giant... man monster leans in like that? It's just Reiner, says his brain, says logic. But transformations never mean anything... good exactly, where he comes from. Either place. Reiner seems to be in complete control, though. More than himself, and certainly more than Goku, or the Beasts of Trench.

"Yes... you were a bit too intoxicated to elaborate."

And he'd kind of dipped out as soon as he'd woken up the next morning. It is fortunate Reiner can't actually read his thoughts. That would be embarrassing for both of them. "I suppose that's... all right. Though I have to ask - and please don't take this the wrong way."

"Are you always so lucid during these transformations...?"