Reese Kestrel
Even after standing with the expectation of being berated by the drill instructor, Reese still found it difficult to stomach all of the insults to his character as Schulz spoke of his father's company, finding it overbearing that the man had known of his past inhibitions. But the boy had been in the heart of the chaos that was the breach of Wall Maria, and he had been in the midst of humanity's massacre in Shiganshina; he and his friends had seen things that the other recruits only had nightmares of, and his will was unwavering in the face of the instructor, who would shape them into the face of the military.
His insecurities were dissipating only slightly as a new determination founded itself, though it would not fester yet. Reese almost broke at the words of Schulz as the instructor left him to survey the corps. An eternity seemed to drag on as the boy found his legs beginning to stumble from the prolonged period of standing, his eyesight beginning to lose focus in the humidity and heat. Yet, his fist clung to the heart within his chest, and it refused.
"Another Shiganshina survivor?!" Schulz called out before one of the other recruits, Reese tilting his head to the right to see who it was, as he had not recognized the voice that responded initially. It was someone that he did not know, but if they claimed to be a survivor of the breach, he could add them to their tight-knit group of other survivors.
"And a hero?!" Schulz eyed Tanner with daggers, chuckling. "You must think you're real fucking special! Don't you, cadet?"
It made Reese wonder about how many people had truly survived that day, and all of their experiences. His fear for the titans had been profound since then, and this person had managed to save another person, like Gabriel did. Even now, the guilt hung over the boy, even as he sought to bolster his resolve through the training.
"You'd better convince me that your life was worth preserving over the hundreds that perished that day!" the instructor shouted, walking off to the other recruits as the day dragged on. When Schulz finished making the rounds, the trainees were assigned to their cabins, separating the boys to the western half and the girls to the eastern half of the camp.
Before heading off to his designated cabin, Reese had managed to reunite with Gabriel at the end of their small orientation, scampering up to the taller boy. "Hey, Gabriel," the boy drew an exasperated sigh mixed with relief and exhaustion, wiping his forehead of sweat. "Or should I say, Circus Freak?"
Reese stiffened a laugh, adjusting his ponytail. "I think we're in the same cabin!"