( Armin's breath begins to slow, eyes on the rag. he turns, wisps of steam in his peripheral; his expression widens, horrified. Eldians are, still, subjects of Ymir.
did Eren know? did he lie to the very end? the price had never been worth it, but Eren's motivations had at least had meaning of some sort. Armin's nausea doubles on itself. his breath rises, quick, shaking, and hard. even in some far away place, Eren's selfishness knows no bounds. slumping forward, Armin inhales a breath close to crying. )
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did Eren know? did he lie to the very end? the price had never been worth it, but Eren's motivations had at least had meaning of some sort. Armin's nausea doubles on itself. his breath rises, quick, shaking, and hard. even in some far away place, Eren's selfishness knows no bounds. slumping forward, Armin inhales a breath close to crying. )