I wrote in it, and it wrote back. Fucking creepy if you ask me.
[short, simple. He pulls out his journal and opens it to show Erwin. The list he'd made is there, along with a handful of replies in different handwriting in between Levi's own careful script.]
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[short, simple. He pulls out his journal and opens it to show Erwin. The list he'd made is there, along with a handful of replies in different handwriting in between Levi's own careful script.]