[ He's really not in the right state of mind to be thinking of the bigger picture, that maybe this was a ploy and not reality or whatever else. The inside of Eren's brain is actually tremendously blank of thoughts and almost entirely just emotion.
He doesn't react to the touch, hardly notices it at all— he's too busy reaching for his friend's face, senselessly feeling for a pulse and brushing his thumb against an eyelid (they're sunken). He's mortified, but he refuses to avert his gaze, and his breathing is panicked until she speaks.
Minatsuki is calmer. Why wouldn't she be? If this were a consolable situation, maybe that would rub off on him, too— but it's not. He listens without looking at her, shoulder shaking under her hand. It takes too long to find a response, but her words are almost warm in that strange, mutual violence they share sometimes.
He had her support. And it was a distant comfort when his legs feel so heavy, but— ]
Y... —Yeah.
[ There are tears swelling at his eyes. He doesn't bother pushing them away, and as usual his fury is wild (and totally predictable), but this time his voice is unsteady with equal parts anger and anguish. ]
This place... [ he chokes up, moves on— ] won't be enough to hold their corpses.
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He doesn't react to the touch, hardly notices it at all— he's too busy reaching for his friend's face, senselessly feeling for a pulse and brushing his thumb against an eyelid (they're sunken). He's mortified, but he refuses to avert his gaze, and his breathing is panicked until she speaks.
Minatsuki is calmer. Why wouldn't she be? If this were a consolable situation, maybe that would rub off on him, too— but it's not. He listens without looking at her, shoulder shaking under her hand. It takes too long to find a response, but her words are almost warm in that strange, mutual violence they share sometimes.
He had her support. And it was a distant comfort when his legs feel so heavy, but— ]
Y... —Yeah.
[ There are tears swelling at his eyes. He doesn't bother pushing them away, and as usual his fury is wild (and totally predictable), but this time his voice is unsteady with equal parts anger and anguish. ]
This place... [ he chokes up, moves on— ] won't be enough to hold their corpses.