He nods a little, relaxing under the hand at his nape. It has been years since he had someone touch it like that... Hell, the last time anyone touched it had been when he asked Walter to cut his hair - if he couldn't, then his hair would've been close to his shoulders by now. "They know about us, Reiner. After Utgard-- after we were on lock-down." After that fiasco with the Female Titan. With their comrade.

Now came the part he was dreading.

"...You told Eren about us. You... Y-You weren't yourself and I tried to... I don't know."