[Mikleo makes a soft noise of surprise as Eren rises up and basically pops him right up onto his back. He finds a place to hold on, though, as he's slowly getting used to this. The corruption is still thick... and even thicker, and his legs are wobbly again...
But touching Eren seems to help, even if they're both dream-selves and not real selves. Right now, it feels real enough.]
Ugh. I don't... Are those Witches?
[He needs to get closer, but his body dreads the idea.]
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But touching Eren seems to help, even if they're both dream-selves and not real selves. Right now, it feels real enough.]
Ugh. I don't... Are those Witches?
[He needs to get closer, but his body dreads the idea.]
My magic isn't much, but maybe I can still help.