[ eren nods, mostly in apology to what elliot meantā itās easy to mix things up when youāre head is running laps upon laps. having a hand against a splintered bench, heās sure to dig deep into the wood in one swoop, else heād think twice to hurt himself. a little of his own blood was all he needed anyway. ]
. . . I donāt know what sheād want.
[ which was highly troubling. after this? it was hard to pinpoint what clover was feeling, why she broke, why she did this. with the mind sent she had been in now, it was almost possible to think that sheād want out of everything asap. she was gone, end of story.
but eren knows that love was all she really wanted, even if it hadnāt been enough. ]
[ eren was usually so bright, full of energy, full of life in his eyes enough to make it contagiousā but now he just seems drained from it all, like it had been stolen from him and hadnāt the strength to get it back. feeling hopeless, for someone always full of hope, was a terrible ordeal.
even if he could think about it later, clover was the only one that clung to his thoughts. clover, and how his family fell apart again.
squeezing elliotās hand, he nods for them to continue. they had to clean this up as much as they could without most of the city freaking out. not that they already werenāt.
eren shifts, the only sound made that same loud boom and static, then begins by cupping the split benches and footing the debris of a crater into a single pile. the titan only breathes. he makes no sound. ]
[It says a lot about Elliot's life that he isn't startled by Eren suddenly shifting. He just tries to step back to make sure he's out of Eren's way and he doesn't get stepped on. But even then, he's more worried about Eren's state than actual fear of any titan.
So he keeps an eye on him, bending down to pick up any little pieces that a human his size could haul over to the pile. Not...as effective as a big titan, but hey give him a break]
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[What Clover would want. Respect the wishes of the dead and all that.
He stands up when Eren gives the signs he wants to do so, sticking close to him. Keeping an eye on him.]
Let me help you.
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. . . I donāt know what sheād want.
[ which was highly troubling. after this? it was hard to pinpoint what clover was feeling, why she broke, why she did this. with the mind sent she had been in now, it was almost possible to think that sheād want out of everything asap. she was gone, end of story.
but eren knows that love was all she really wanted, even if it hadnāt been enough. ]
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I-It doesn't have to be decided right away. You can think on it.
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even if he could think about it later, clover was the only one that clung to his thoughts. clover, and how his family fell apart again.
squeezing elliotās hand, he nods for them to continue. they had to clean this up as much as they could without most of the city freaking out. not that they already werenāt.
eren shifts, the only sound made that same loud boom and static, then begins by cupping the split benches and footing the debris of a crater into a single pile. the titan only breathes. he makes no sound. ]
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So he keeps an eye on him, bending down to pick up any little pieces that a human his size could haul over to the pile. Not...as effective as a big titan, but hey give him a break]