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[robitussin]

[She hesitates, but then nods.]

Okay. But... Now that there's stuff for you, you've gotta eat the stuff he wanted to pass along to you. Like, all of it. Promise?

[fiddlestick]

[Elliot makes a face, one akin to a little kid being told to eat his vegetables. He does not like this promise. Not because he's against eating, but hoarding food feels wrong to him.

Also...there's a good chance these rations might be army rations. He hates army rations.

So, he holds off on promising]

What...did he give exactly?

[robitussin]

From what I saw... A lot of protein bars, some chocolate flavored stuff, and, like, some drinks designed for athletes.

[She opens the pack to show him.]

[fiddlestick]

[He'll lean over to look at the pack. Sure enough. Chocolate flavored/covered, as well as fruity flavored athletic drinks. ]

He picked flavors he knew I'd eat.

[He lets out a sigh. Natalie will get the feeling that's a mixed between being both touched by Eren's thoughtfulness, and really annoyed at him.

But that's not really Natalie's fault. He'll just have to talk to Eren]

Fine. I'll eat it.

[robitussin]

[Once she gets both of those feelings, she pauses for a moment.]

...He's just looking out for you, you know.

[fiddlestick]

[He hesitates]

I-I know... But he could've talked to me about it.

[robitussin]

Maybe he was worried about how you would react, or suspected if he gave it to you, you would just give it to someone else? I don't know.

[fiddlestick]

I-I'd ... only do that if they didn't have any food for themselves...

[In other words, Eren was 100% right on the money there]

[robitussin]

It's not your fault they didn't pack adequately.

[fiddlestick]

N-No, I guess not...

[Looks conflicted about this. Don't trust him with the food supply]

[robitussin]

You guess? Why are you only guessing?

[fiddlestick]

Erm...

I-It's not...my fault?

[robitussin]

That sounded suspiciously like a question.

[fiddlestick]

Uh...!

It's not!

[robitussin]

You want to try it again?

[fiddlestick]

[Takes a deep breath, and pauses]

I-It's not my fault they didn't pack...food.

[robitussin]

Okay. That one was better.

[fiddlestick]

[SIGH OF RELIEF. There's a pause as he tries to...accept this.]

...Y-You're right, I know it. I just...get caught up wanting to be a good teammate.

[robitussin]

[She pauses, but then nods.]

Being a good teammate means taking care of yourself, too, you know.

[fiddlestick]

I know, I know...

[He wasn't starving himself! Just...not eating as much as he should]