[ if he still wasn’t holding onto him, the force in eren’s pull would’ve sent arion flying. his gun still stays aimed, even as the beast retreats, letting the boy go in favor of keeping both hands on the firearm. he’s shaking, but he stands the ground needed until the fog pushes back and recoils, until . . . his hands fall to his sides. one of them has titan’s wet nose pressing into it while the other has an even smaller tongue lapping, nearly making him jump.
it’s just— it’s just the other dog. and arion is okay. they’re all okay for now. the embrace comes as a slight surprise, but eren hurriedly returns it when he realizes he’s being thanked. firming the boy’s shoulders in front of him, he gives arion a firm nod. ]
You did great, too. [ he licks his dry lips, but already gets up, checking titan. ] Let’s— let’s leave you there, I gotta hurry.
thanks for that regain yo
it’s just— it’s just the other dog. and arion is okay. they’re all okay for now. the embrace comes as a slight surprise, but eren hurriedly returns it when he realizes he’s being thanked. firming the boy’s shoulders in front of him, he gives arion a firm nod. ]
You did great, too. [ he licks his dry lips, but already gets up, checking titan. ] Let’s— let’s leave you there, I gotta hurry.