[ It's the strangest thing to hear after all this time, but– it's right for it to happen this way. Privately, Maruki's glad that no one else in Somnius ever saw fit to call him by his given name on their own, no matter how close they are. He can ease back into hearing it without immediately hearing wretched, panicked shrieks echoing off the walls with the person who makes him feel safest. It's fine. It will be fine.
The corners of his lips turn up, though the smile doesn't yet meet his tired eyes as Eren thumbs away the dampness beneath them. He squeezes Eren's hand, and the smile flickers warmer, more genuine. ]
You got it. Thank you...
[ Oh, they're both worn out. Maruki can feel it, heavy in the chilly air of the windmill. ]
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The corners of his lips turn up, though the smile doesn't yet meet his tired eyes as Eren thumbs away the dampness beneath them. He squeezes Eren's hand, and the smile flickers warmer, more genuine. ]
You got it. Thank you...
[ Oh, they're both worn out. Maruki can feel it, heavy in the chilly air of the windmill. ]
Lay back down with me. You should rest.