[ Images come one after another, and there is silence on Reiner's end for a moment. Silence as he sees himself through Jean's eyes, unfiltered. Sees parts of himself that he can't see, blinded as he is by his own self-loathing.
Then comes a trickle of images in return. It's Jean, through Reiner's eyes. Jean showing up on the doorstep with food. Jean playfully arguing. Jean rolling his eyes and laughing. Jean loudly complaining. Jean in uniform, sitting across a fire. Jean smiling a sweet smile when he thinks Reiner isn't looking. ]
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Then comes a trickle of images in return. It's Jean, through Reiner's eyes. Jean showing up on the doorstep with food. Jean playfully arguing. Jean rolling his eyes and laughing. Jean loudly complaining. Jean in uniform, sitting across a fire. Jean smiling a sweet smile when he thinks Reiner isn't looking. ]
I love you, too.