[ Quietly insistent. He has his own version, on his phone. He still doesn't know what possessed him to go up to that bedroom Eren and Jean share while the farmhouse was entirely empty, to stare at the photos on the wall and take one down for himself.
In the end, he guesses he just wanted something of Eren's. In case it all started to disappear. ]
It was an important day for me. I still wasn't being honest with you back then, though... [ More guilt, twisting in his gut. ] We talked about creating realities, but I only let you know that it was something I researched, not something I did. [ A beat. ] Or do. Or– will, or whatever. [ Ugh, his head. ]
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[ Quietly insistent. He has his own version, on his phone. He still doesn't know what possessed him to go up to that bedroom Eren and Jean share while the farmhouse was entirely empty, to stare at the photos on the wall and take one down for himself.
In the end, he guesses he just wanted something of Eren's. In case it all started to disappear. ]
It was an important day for me. I still wasn't being honest with you back then, though... [ More guilt, twisting in his gut. ] We talked about creating realities, but I only let you know that it was something I researched, not something I did. [ A beat. ] Or do. Or– will, or whatever. [ Ugh, his head. ]