[Jean? Happy? Eren sneers into his soup, lowering his head to take a bite.
[Jean has every right to hate him. Eren knows this.
[It hurts anyway. The last thing he wants is to be made a cage. He always allowed his friends their own autonomy - never altered their bodies or minds to keep them at bay. That was its own form of cruelty, but still...
[They're married. Eren loves him. He wants to be loved. Many have claimed that theirs is unconditional, but Eren's always known that isn't true.
[He's been quiet too long again, hand frozen, holding the spoon, eyes unfocused on the table.
[He used to tell Maruki almost anything. Not this, though. He wouldn't understand, Eren thinks. No one else but he or Jean could.
[A new thought comes to interrupt the static. Eren realizes something; lifts his head.]
You really aren't counseling anymore, then. Just cooking. [Two statements, but he waits for confirmation.]
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[Jean has every right to hate him. Eren knows this.
[It hurts anyway. The last thing he wants is to be made a cage. He always allowed his friends their own autonomy - never altered their bodies or minds to keep them at bay. That was its own form of cruelty, but still...
[They're married. Eren loves him. He wants to be loved. Many have claimed that theirs is unconditional, but Eren's always known that isn't true.
[He's been quiet too long again, hand frozen, holding the spoon, eyes unfocused on the table.
[He used to tell Maruki almost anything. Not this, though. He wouldn't understand, Eren thinks. No one else but he or Jean could.
[A new thought comes to interrupt the static. Eren realizes something; lifts his head.]
You really aren't counseling anymore, then. Just cooking. [Two statements, but he waits for confirmation.]