[ Reiner does indeed comply, stripping off his coat and letting his soiled gloves dangle from its pockets, leaving him in a fitted long-sleeved shirt. He watches as Hijikata floats the coat, suitably impressed. (Although a part of him expects Hijikata to abruptly dump the coat in the mud.)
Then Hijikata asks his question—one that seems to come from out of nowhere. Surprise flashes across Reiner's face again, then wariness starts swimming in gold eyes. Did Hijikata wait until they were effectively trapped to resume interrogating him? Never mind that it turned into a two-way interrogation last time; Reiner is in no mood for a repeat performance.
Still, it isn't as though the answer is a big secret. Reiner has freely shared it with more than a few people in this place. ]
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Then Hijikata asks his question—one that seems to come from out of nowhere. Surprise flashes across Reiner's face again, then wariness starts swimming in gold eyes. Did Hijikata wait until they were effectively trapped to resume interrogating him? Never mind that it turned into a two-way interrogation last time; Reiner is in no mood for a repeat performance.
Still, it isn't as though the answer is a big secret. Reiner has freely shared it with more than a few people in this place. ]
I was ten. Why?