Then what the fuck am I supposed to do in this situation, Armin? Smile and bear with them? Act like I don't know anything?
You always have answers, right? You always know? Tell me how I'm supposed to face them... to ignore them entirely and let them walk around with carefree lives when their very existences are the reason I have to hear her... break apart every day of my life? The reason everyone around me has died?!
I never said you had to be civil. You don't have to be anything. All I asked was that you don't kill them.
[This conversation was doomed from the beginning. Armin knew that fully when he first messaged him, but he'd had the hope that somehow he could convince his friend, that he'd promise him this one thing. But the timing is wrong and Eren isn't in the right frame of mind to be considerate or understanding.
It hurts. His chest hurts and his head hurts and he hurts for Eren. He doesn't have an answer. Not a good one, anyway. Not one Eren wants to hear.]
I don't have an answer you'll be satisfied with, but I hope you haven't forgotten you're not the only one who hasn't a family or a home anymore thanks to what they and the Titans did.
If it pains you everyday to relive that experience Eren, then you should be a bit more understanding of how I feel toward you...and if you're more than willing to chance the opportunity to make me go through that again...I don't know what to tell you, other than you're being incredibly selfish.
Eren clams up immediately and goes quiet for a long moment. Dead silent, without even a breath as he processes everything he was just hit with. He's so much in his own head, so full of pain and anger that has no where else to go that he's boiling over from all sides.
His head hurts and he feels sick. His arms feel as heavy as lead and his heart is sunk down somewhere deep in him, thudding dully with a bare effort to keep pumping.
None of this was what he wanted. He just wanted some revenge. He just wanted to see the world.
He didn't want all of these walls constantly falling around him. ]
[ And he cuts it off. He's not going to run his mouth anymore. He can't risk it. Not another word. Not right now. He's too full of too many things and this is far from what he was putting so much effort into doing for Armin. ]
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You always have answers, right? You always know? Tell me how I'm supposed to face them... to ignore them entirely and let them walk around with carefree lives when their very existences are the reason I have to hear her... break apart every day of my life? The reason everyone around me has died?!
Tell me, Armin! Give me a fucking answer!
Voice
[This conversation was doomed from the beginning. Armin knew that fully when he first messaged him, but he'd had the hope that somehow he could convince his friend, that he'd promise him this one thing. But the timing is wrong and Eren isn't in the right frame of mind to be considerate or understanding.
It hurts. His chest hurts and his head hurts and he hurts for Eren. He doesn't have an answer. Not a good one, anyway. Not one Eren wants to hear.]
I don't have an answer you'll be satisfied with, but I hope you haven't forgotten you're not the only one who hasn't a family or a home anymore thanks to what they and the Titans did.
If it pains you everyday to relive that experience Eren, then you should be a bit more understanding of how I feel toward you...and if you're more than willing to chance the opportunity to make me go through that again...I don't know what to tell you, other than you're being incredibly selfish.
Voice 1/2
Eren clams up immediately and goes quiet for a long moment. Dead silent, without even a breath as he processes everything he was just hit with. He's so much in his own head, so full of pain and anger that has no where else to go that he's boiling over from all sides.
His head hurts and he feels sick. His arms feel as heavy as lead and his heart is sunk down somewhere deep in him, thudding dully with a bare effort to keep pumping.
None of this was what he wanted. He just wanted some revenge. He just wanted to see the world.
He didn't want all of these walls constantly falling around him. ]
Voice
[ And he cuts it off. He's not going to run his mouth anymore. He can't risk it. Not another word. Not right now. He's too full of too many things and this is far from what he was putting so much effort into doing for Armin. ]