[As a child, Eren found fairytales boring, useless because they could never become real. He doesn't feel that way, listening to Maruki's story. They've melded together, one solitary structure, poking up out of the water in the empty spring. Eren is carried away on words about stars and lovers. His heart aches as if he really were that cattle farmer. The realization that he and Mikasa will never look at the same stars again drills a pit through his chest. His arm tightens ever-so-slightly around Maruki.]
If you were offered that compromise...would you take it?
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If you were offered that compromise...would you take it?