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Hitch: My first serious assignment in the army... there was an analysis of rubble and corpses... after your fight with Ehren. Now are you ready to answer me?
Seeing mountains of corpses trampled by you for your greatest purpose, how did you feel?
Annie: You've asked me this question so often that I thought about it.
Although it hadn't occurred to me before... The killings were something commendable.
I was taught that outside of Marais, you can kill military and civilians indiscriminately. In the name of saving the world and admitting their guilt by the Eldians... all means are good.
"unclear": I heard about what happened to you from Armin. In theory, we should have provided it all, right?
Hitch: Do you say all these corpses under the rubble were a commensurate fee?
Annie: No... I didn't think about saving the world.
Hitch:.... A what?
Annie: I didn't think about anything... I... I was abandoned right after birth. A blood test showed that my mother had cheated on her husband with an Eldian. I was taken to an internment camp, where I was adopted by an Eldian immigrant.
He decided to grow me into a warrior Mare to ensure a comfortable life. For as long as I can remember, he taught me Eldian hand-to-hand combat.
For him, my worth depended on whether I could become a warrior or not.
Over time, I became strong, as he wanted, and repaid him for all the pain he had caused me.
I finished it so much that it remained lame forever...
And he was only glad, he said:
Father: If you are so strong, you can kill the enemy without weapons.
Hitch: Uh? A what? And how long will you be crucified here?
Annie: I listened to your monologues 4, so now it's your turn, right?
That's why... I didn't care how many people died and from which country... or survived... I didn't understand the value of human life... including his own.
Yes... until that morning... when... we went to the island for a giant - the progenitor ...
He... fell to his knees in front of me with an apology.
He said that all his life he taught me the wrong thing. Sobbing, he begged me to come home...
He said that he did not care about the status of a warrior ... and the title of respected Mareitz... that he would give up everything if I could go home.
This man... was my father. And he considered me his own daughter.
I have...
A father who is waiting for my return.
Like me, others have people dear to them too. I care anymore.
I know I have a lot of grave sins on me. ....... but.....
for the sake of returning home, to my father...
I'd do them again.