[ because helping people is confusing. he knows only partially of the work being done with those comatose in dorchacht— everett has even asked for him as an escort into the wilde for herbs, plants that could revert these effects. some recognition shifts plainly into eren’s features, and he nods, reaching for something in one of his pockets: a small, palm sized notebook, a paper or two sticking out of it, and a leather cap that’s been worn so much that it’s even flexible to look at. ]
I’ve heard you guys have leads. [ which is good, very good. it’s nice to see people moving, even if it’s all in different directions. that’s how things get done, no? ] Mind sharing?
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I’ve heard you guys have leads. [ which is good, very good. it’s nice to see people moving, even if it’s all in different directions. that’s how things get done, no? ] Mind sharing?