Eren just nods. It's not like he could easily deny it, after all.
He finds himself just staring at Zechs for that long moment before Zechs takes his hand, thinking about how he should have been more forward, should have just grabbed hold, should have offered his mouth and not his hand, should have —
Zechs actually takes his hand though and he's relieved about it.
"Inside," he echoes.
Folkmore and its magic do them a favour. They end up not having to walk far to get to Eren's house — his old one, not the one he got shoved into with Baphomet. It's still raining here too for some reason but at least it's private.
He doesn't waste time opening the door, though he has to let go for a second to do it, then turns to pull Zechs inside with him.
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He finds himself just staring at Zechs for that long moment before Zechs takes his hand, thinking about how he should have been more forward, should have just grabbed hold, should have offered his mouth and not his hand, should have —
Zechs actually takes his hand though and he's relieved about it.
"Inside," he echoes.
Folkmore and its magic do them a favour. They end up not having to walk far to get to Eren's house — his old one, not the one he got shoved into with Baphomet. It's still raining here too for some reason but at least it's private.
He doesn't waste time opening the door, though he has to let go for a second to do it, then turns to pull Zechs inside with him.