After finally recovering his strength, Evan was ready to leave, but before he did, there was one thing he had to take care of first.
Burying Reiner.
He couldn't do it in BranLeaf. The city had ceased to exist, and what remained of it was little more than a crater. The best he could do was find a quiet corner of the nearby forest, somewhere undisturbed, and lay him to rest there.
He dug the grave himself, and when it was done, he stood in front of it for a moment, hands at his sides, and said what little he could.
"We didn't know each other long. But it was good to meet you." He paused. "Rest in peace."
Reiner was more an acquaintance than a friend, but he was a person he had interacted with enough to grant him at least this level of respect. It was a shame that he had passed away so soon, but that was how life went.
