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Hi, Annie. It's Bertolt. [ Obviously! ] Um. I have a favor to ask of you whenever you have time. There's no rush.

[ Huh. Well, Annie is legitimately curious, so it doesn't take her long to reply. ]

Yeah? Let's hear it.

It has to do with my role here. I found out that Legends often have wings. I don't, but… I did some research and learned that sometimes the wings manifest at will. Um, magically.

[ Which still sounds so strange! But: ]

I think it might work like our Titans, and I need a clear objective. At least the first time. So … I thought I'd jump off of something high. Not too high, but high enough that hitting the ground would hurt.

I was wondering if you would mind helping me out with it.

I don't mind at all. Knowing you, we'll be done before lunch.

[ That is, of course, a reference to how quickly he learned to control the Colossal. That said, she really isn't sure whether the two skills will overlap. ]

Oh, and I'd say the higher, the better. Once you're falling for a few seconds, that's when the fear and desperation will really kick in. I'm sure I can catch you safely with my titan even from pretty high up.

[ She's either teasing him, or very confident that she'll be able to make a clean grab. Hard to say, since her deadpan is as stiff and inscrutable as ever. ]

Oh… Um, yeah, that makes sense.

[ While Bertolt doesn't sound thrilled with the idea of plummeting so far, he does trust that Annie can catch him. Her Titan is far more agile than the Colossal or even the Armored. And besides, it's Annie. The catch itself might hurt, but … well, that's all the more reason to sprout wings, isn't it?

Bertolt hopes he actually has wings to sprout. He's going to feel ridiculous if he just falls for no reason. ]

There are incredibly tall trees near the house I ended up in. It's over in Leshy, by the Lakes. You could come over when you have some free time?

[ Giant trees? Ugh. The memories.

... No, but it's fine. Another location had initially popped into her head: the desert of Cruel Summer, which was open, isolated, and had cliffs. His spot seems more convenient, though. ]

Sure. Just tell me when. I don't have any important plans.

How about tomorrow morning? We could have lunch afterward.

[ There's a lighthearted note in his voice that hints at humor. Picking up on Annie's earlier reference to his quick mastery of the Colossal. ]

Works for me. Glad to hear that you have some confidence.

[ That's not always a given. Her gut is telling her that its going to go well, but who's to say, really? ]

[ Bertholdt breathes out a little chuckle. ]

Well, lunch is a good incentive.

[ Hopefully, that confidence lasts until the morning… ]

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