[ Reiner glances up at the Armored as though to gauge its size. Looming over them, lit by the firelight, it would likely appear frightening to most people. But Reiner smiles, pride bubbling in his chest.
The Armored was never meant to be Reiner's. Marcel revealed as much. But it is distinctly his, its features resembling Reiner's own from the first time it formed around him. ]
Yeah, it's always been that big. I grew into it.
[ There is a faintly humorous note to his last words. A hint that he's joking, at least a little. Reiner is a big guy, sure—but he's not that big.
He returns his gaze to Hijikata, that flash of wariness having waned. ]
You can smoke.
[ It isn't as though Reiner has to worry about the health effects. Who knows? The scent may even remind him of home.
Then, as he takes in the fireballs and floating coats again, he adds: ]
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The Armored was never meant to be Reiner's. Marcel revealed as much. But it is distinctly his, its features resembling Reiner's own from the first time it formed around him. ]
Yeah, it's always been that big. I grew into it.
[ There is a faintly humorous note to his last words. A hint that he's joking, at least a little. Reiner is a big guy, sure—but he's not that big.
He returns his gaze to Hijikata, that flash of wariness having waned. ]
You can smoke.
[ It isn't as though Reiner has to worry about the health effects. Who knows? The scent may even remind him of home.
Then, as he takes in the fireballs and floating coats again, he adds: ]
We should stay in contact to help your magic.