That half-amused scoff isn't the laugh Reiner wishes to one day hear from Eren's lips. However, he considers it a victory nonetheless. A half-smile tugs at his own lips, and he casts Eren a quick look as they continue to walk, unaware (but wholly unashamed) of the warmth in his eyes.

"If it's a cannon, we'll have to ask any enemies to stay nice and still," he jokes. Then, more seriously, "Once we pull out the sword, its 'essence' will enter one of us. Whoever it doesn't enter wields the weapon."

Speaking of swords, they've reached one. The magic blade is buried deep in a rock, looking quite irretrievable. Reiner meets Eren's eyes as he reaches out, one hand grasping the handle.

"Ready, Eren?"