Of course I do. Every damn time I look at the face of one of these fucking people…
I remember what I did to them. What Bertholdt and Annie and I-
-what our mission is. I can see how much pain and suffering they’ve gone through, and I remember that it’s all my fault.
And I feel sympathy, even though I know I shouldn’t, because I’m a shitty soldier and an even shittier warrior! So what the hell do you want me to say? What do you want me to do? Throw myself and my friends on the mercy of a mob and forget all that we lived for? Apologize?