[ yes, he’s going to help you. he almost has half the worry to say not we, me, you need rest, but mikleo knows his limits. he’s just as free and does what he wants. or, eren would like him to feel such. his fingers twine further with the squeeze, satisfied the the mutual contentment. but “chef eren” is hilarious, and he huffs quietly before his words, sounding much like “hah”, although his his expression doesn’t add up. he’s only willing to try, with a little extra confidence because he and the 104th would do it all the time when they had to camp out— ]
Potato leek stew. [ it’s actually bland af because they didn’t have condiments readily available on paradis for a really long time, and therefore doesn’t know how to use them, but, he is trying his sincere best. ] And— whatever tastes good with potato?
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Potato leek stew. [ it’s actually bland af because they didn’t have condiments readily available on paradis for a really long time, and therefore doesn’t know how to use them, but, he is trying his sincere best. ] And— whatever tastes good with potato?
[ ALL HE’s EVER KNOWN ARE POTATOES ]