I wouldn’t blame her. [ not when he made it seem like he enslaved her— not that he made that information readily available to elliot. jumbled up words and out of context clues weren’t enough to point to anything solid. ] She’ll come around to it. For now, that’s all I need to know.
[Talk about defeatist. Elliot is tempted to say more, but luckily he has talked to Crow by now, and Crow did point out that maybe Mikasa won't be as forgiving. They don't know yet.]
Well, thanks for letting me know. I'll try to keep quiet about you. But let me know if you need anything, okay?
[ or was hiding under a rock, forever, a possibility? not the first or the last time his directness is considered pessimistic, even when he was nine. fifteen. seventeen. temporary as it was— eren already told elliot once before: he doesn’t want forgiveness to begin with. if anything, he’s glad she’s upset. it means he did something right. wrong. you know what? whatever. either way it went, even if it upsets him deeply, he’s relieved about the ill-feeling. something god damn twisted to be feeling relieved about, but that’s how the story goes. her feelings down a drain and her scarf in the trash. ]
Thanks.
[ that’s really all he wanted in the end, but unasked opinions would always be littered in between the second he opened up. it makes him wonder for a second, if he made the right choice in saying anything at all. it makes him think if he should be going at things alone again because no one could be trusted with his intimacy but himself. it’s in elliot’s hand now, and after this— he still doesn’t feel as emotionally safe as he would humanly like to be. judgement follows left and right. or was he just projecting? maybe he’ll never be, with anyone. maybe he needs a double? bad idea. cut off all his bonds? also bad idea. emotions . . . relationships . . . they’re all complicated and eren is constipated on both accounts.
it’s easier when you just fuck.
he’ll find out. whether he closes off further for a while or manages to stay the same would depend heavily on how much he doesn’t want to hear a single drop more of how much he’s wrong. ]
[He leaves the conversation there and feels ... tired. He can tell Eren didn't like his opinions, it was obvious enough. But...Eren so rarely liked his opinions whenever things got Real. Where Class VII thrived on hearing different perspectives to help make decisions, Eren seemed to shun them more and more.
Ah well, he's not going to take it personally this time since he knows Eren is upset about his friend showing up. Eren may be off doing...whatever it is he does, but at least Elliot had some plan to handle things, for now]
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I wouldn’t blame her. [ not when he made it seem like he enslaved her— not that he made that information readily available to elliot. jumbled up words and out of context clues weren’t enough to point to anything solid. ] She’ll come around to it. For now, that’s all I need to know.
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Not sure I'd be so optimistic about that.
But you didn't answer me before, are you going to let her know you're here one day?
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It’s inevitable.
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[Talk about defeatist. Elliot is tempted to say more, but luckily he has talked to Crow by now, and Crow did point out that maybe Mikasa won't be as forgiving. They don't know yet.]
Well, thanks for letting me know. I'll try to keep quiet about you. But let me know if you need anything, okay?
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[ or was hiding under a rock, forever, a possibility? not the first or the last time his directness is considered pessimistic, even when he was nine. fifteen. seventeen. temporary as it was— eren already told elliot once before: he doesn’t want forgiveness to begin with. if anything, he’s glad she’s upset. it means he did something right. wrong. you know what? whatever. either way it went, even if it upsets him deeply, he’s relieved about the ill-feeling. something god damn twisted to be feeling relieved about, but that’s how the story goes. her feelings down a drain and her scarf in the trash. ]
Thanks.
[ that’s really all he wanted in the end, but unasked opinions would always be littered in between the second he opened up. it makes him wonder for a second, if he made the right choice in saying anything at all. it makes him think if he should be going at things alone again because no one could be trusted with his intimacy but himself. it’s in elliot’s hand now, and after this— he still doesn’t feel as emotionally safe as he would humanly like to be. judgement follows left and right. or was he just projecting? maybe he’ll never be, with anyone. maybe he needs a double? bad idea. cut off all his bonds? also bad idea. emotions . . . relationships . . . they’re all complicated and eren is constipated on both accounts.
it’s easier when you just fuck.
he’ll find out. whether he closes off further for a while or manages to stay the same would depend heavily on how much he doesn’t want to hear a single drop more of how much he’s wrong. ]
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[He leaves the conversation there and feels ... tired. He can tell Eren didn't like his opinions, it was obvious enough. But...Eren so rarely liked his opinions whenever things got Real. Where Class VII thrived on hearing different perspectives to help make decisions, Eren seemed to shun them more and more.
Ah well, he's not going to take it personally this time since he knows Eren is upset about his friend showing up. Eren may be off doing...whatever it is he does, but at least Elliot had some plan to handle things, for now]