[ it would be the best mistake nature could make and we all know it

eren doesn’t quite know what to make of it, but there’s no other way to piece things together. he’d be stupid not to share what he’s gathered. ]

That infection we dreamed is real. It’s called the Cwyld. [ pressing his lips together briefly— ] They’ve been backed into a literal corner behind these walls, [ pulling out a paper, a rather neat drawing of two different dragons, eastern and western by the word of most (not by his own artistic talent), his gaze lays there and between toothless up ahead. ] and if we want a sure way back home . . . They’ll need to get rid of their problem.