[ eren’s chosen a few days before the full moon’s start to better prepare dany. show me, she said, demanding experience and clarity to dominate a wild side that needed not reigns— just understanding. there was no successful attempt in history to ever contain a dragon, he assumes, and it helped to know even when their own hearts were the beasts themselves.

in an open plain seated by the farm’s plantations, eren prepares by removing all articles of clothing he had. poncho first, over his head and in a swing, grateful for the summer air rolling in from the wilde. ]

I have a power similar to this, in my world. [ slacks after, and then, rather neatly, tucks them into near perfect squares to set them aside with the rest of his belongings. you’d think, how could someone so naturally imposing fold fabrics as considerately as they do in hospitals? let us say, he had a stern teacher. now, to the facts: he continues. ] It just wasn’t a dragon, and my body didn’t exactly change. Another would form around it.

[ but it explains, perhaps a little, of why he was okay with it all. ]