[ would he stay? the uncertainty isn’t without warrant, but eren nearly says with irony dead in his thoughts: where else would i go? his head remains low, his tail withdraws, and his bangs drop from over his forehead.
with a good crack for good measure, eren snaps the resisting branches into a permanent hole to escape from, all while bringing his wings back to his lap; his last to fingers curl to slim the webbed folds and keep to himself. he only raises an index finger to brush under his nose with an absent sniff, then shrugging as his limbs draped to the middle of his lap. ]
It’s what I’m doing. [ —it’s fine. he’s not looking at her though, even turning his head. ] You shouldn’t let me keep you.
[ because that’s what she wanted to do before, right? run off. this was some major payback, he’ll admit. ]
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with a good crack for good measure, eren snaps the resisting branches into a permanent hole to escape from, all while bringing his wings back to his lap; his last to fingers curl to slim the webbed folds and keep to himself. he only raises an index finger to brush under his nose with an absent sniff, then shrugging as his limbs draped to the middle of his lap. ]
It’s what I’m doing. [ —it’s fine. he’s not looking at her though, even turning his head. ] You shouldn’t let me keep you.
[ because that’s what she wanted to do before, right? run off. this was some major payback, he’ll admit. ]