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Mikasa idly watched the trio across the breakfast table from her own. The tall one, Bertholdt, split his roll in half with a careful concentration. He was trying to make the hard bread into two equal pieces. He gave one half to Annie, who accepted it without looking at him and the other half to Reiner, who definitely didn’t need another half of a roll. Reiner smiled at his friend in thanks. Mikasa’s eyes flashed in approval at the gesture she had watched. She understood the fondness sharing food implied, often doing the same with Eren and Armin. Mikasa found it nice that humanity still had some good in it, even if it was just fondness between friends.