[ Eren leans his forehead against Armin's, eyes closed again, for just a moment. When he straightens up, he does wipe tears away with the back of his hand.
His green eyes are determined, blazing with that spark that borders on mania or madness at times. ]
We'll kill everyone if that's what we have to do.
[ He doesn't really just mean in the arena, but details, right? ]
What do we do now?
[ Determined, but uncertain, he looks down at Armin, searching. Eren isn't a planner. He's sure he can murder a few people if it comes to it, but Armin is the thinker. He must have some idea of how to strategise. There's all the stuff before the Games and everything, but Eren isn't even thinking of that.
All he can think of is blood and death and winning and coming home. Together, somehow. ]
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His green eyes are determined, blazing with that spark that borders on mania or madness at times. ]
We'll kill everyone if that's what we have to do.
[ He doesn't really just mean in the arena, but details, right? ]
What do we do now?
[ Determined, but uncertain, he looks down at Armin, searching. Eren isn't a planner. He's sure he can murder a few people if it comes to it, but Armin is the thinker. He must have some idea of how to strategise. There's all the stuff before the Games and everything, but Eren isn't even thinking of that.
All he can think of is blood and death and winning and coming home. Together, somehow. ]