[ calling it art sounds funny. eren, doing art— but what else was it? the dragon settles down to point out the reds and such first. elliot will find that his bonded doesn’t quite paint anything specific. the colors are all based on emotion, feeling and taste— it’s even based on what he sees in people.
like this one, right here: a blotch of space with baby orange, green, blues and yellows. this one was elliot— and so on. they’ll be here a while.
but it looks like it’s helped somewhat, in maintaining eren in less of a mental wreck. ]
[Whether or not it sounds funny to some, Elliot doesn't seem to find it so. Instead, he looks at each piece earnestly, listening to Eren's explanations with complete attention. Sometimes he'll even pull out his communicator to snap a photo of them.
Maybe he's got a long way to go before he's close to a skillful level, Elliot will treasure each piece. Just like their creator...they're important, after all.]
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like this one, right here: a blotch of space with baby orange, green, blues and yellows. this one was elliot— and so on. they’ll be here a while.
but it looks like it’s helped somewhat, in maintaining eren in less of a mental wreck. ]
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Maybe he's got a long way to go before he's close to a skillful level, Elliot will treasure each piece. Just like their creator...they're important, after all.]