( They want to reach out and hold onto his hand, maybe; doubly so, when he continues to say what he saw.
They drink again, but cradle the cup with their hands in their lap decidedly, like they realized they're drinking a bit arbitrarily. Just to fill an anxious void. They breathe in deep.
Man, this sucks. )
Mm. Yes. That's how I went out.
( There's no excitement there, no animated discussion of how, exactly, they bit it.
Just a quiet sort of horror, of understanding how much it must've been to see that when they weren't around. Seeing what became of himself, that could be one thing.
Erwin, beside him for those four-ish months, another thing entirely. )
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They drink again, but cradle the cup with their hands in their lap decidedly, like they realized they're drinking a bit arbitrarily. Just to fill an anxious void. They breathe in deep.
Man, this sucks. )
Mm. Yes. That's how I went out.
( There's no excitement there, no animated discussion of how, exactly, they bit it.
Just a quiet sort of horror, of understanding how much it must've been to see that when they weren't around. Seeing what became of himself, that could be one thing.
Erwin, beside him for those four-ish months, another thing entirely. )
Did you see the Titans too?