Though glad the war is over, both the Eldian Warriors and Marley brass realize that neither have a future unless they finish the job of retaking the Founding Titan.
Man, Colt! You stink of booze!
مهلاً يا كولت، تفوح منك 
!رائحة الكحول الكريهة
He, Colt! Du hast eine Riesenfahne!
Apestas a alcohol, Colt.
Apestas a alcohol, Colt.
Lâche-moi, Kord, tu pues l’alcool !
Smettila, Colt, puzzi di alcol...
Para com isso, Colt... Você
está fedendo a pinga.
От тебя перегаром несёт, отцепись.