[ It's been one of the hardest things to accept, hearing what became of Eren. Hearing about even in broad strokes the things that he'd done, wondering why the fuck they somehow didn't see or notice or do anything about the change in him. Or maybe they did, and their efforts were just in vain. They didn't stop Eren before the rumbling came to pass, because they couldn't.
It's the only thing that makes sense in his head. But the inevitability of it is somehow worse.
It's not the first time he's seen Eren cry - soldiers cry all the time in the shit world that they inhabit, but even by that standard, Eren cried a fucking lot. It's both annoying and cathartic at the same time, but it's just as well that Levi doesn't yet have the memory of Eren grabbing his ankle, tears and snot streaming down his face as he pleads with him, one last time, to save Armin's life. He probably couldn't even begin to reconcile all those pieces together as one person.
For several more, awful seconds, Levi just watches the teen blubber and promise and weep. Maybe it is pointless, or even hopeless, to believe this would make any sort of difference if it ever came down to it. Eren could still be powerful if he wanted, could still cause plenty of trouble without being able to call thousands of titans to trample this world. But that doesn't mean Levi just has to let him do it, or let him think that he doesn't even care enough to try stopping him.
...finally, he pulls a handkerchief from his pocket, and pushes it into Eren's hands. ]
Good.
Now wipe your face before you get snot all over my table.
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It's the only thing that makes sense in his head. But the inevitability of it is somehow worse.
It's not the first time he's seen Eren cry - soldiers cry all the time in the shit world that they inhabit, but even by that standard, Eren cried a fucking lot. It's both annoying and cathartic at the same time, but it's just as well that Levi doesn't yet have the memory of Eren grabbing his ankle, tears and snot streaming down his face as he pleads with him, one last time, to save Armin's life. He probably couldn't even begin to reconcile all those pieces together as one person.
For several more, awful seconds, Levi just watches the teen blubber and promise and weep. Maybe it is pointless, or even hopeless, to believe this would make any sort of difference if it ever came down to it. Eren could still be powerful if he wanted, could still cause plenty of trouble without being able to call thousands of titans to trample this world. But that doesn't mean Levi just has to let him do it, or let him think that he doesn't even care enough to try stopping him.
...finally, he pulls a handkerchief from his pocket, and pushes it into Eren's hands. ]
Good.
Now wipe your face before you get snot all over my table.