[ Normally, Maruki might press him to keep talking about it, but– he hears that warmth edging into Eren's voice, and he wants to take hold of it. It's supposed to be a nice night. They've had a rough few weeks...

He tilts his head into Eren's touch, hums thoughtfully. ]

I suppose we're both biased. Or unbiased, as the case may be! It fits, though, you're right.

[ They're close, and Maruki only wants to be closer. He tucks himself against Eren, thunks their foreheads together. ]

I know you don't want to celebrate your birthday, but will you keep the day clear for me?