[There is something more real about this dream than the others, and Armin realizes it. He's the farthest thing from stupid.

[It's easier if this is a dream. Eren will go away like he always does, and it will be terrible, like it always is - but to think that Armin actually saw him, touched him, smelled his scent, felt his warmth, and then had to lose it all again?

[This is only a dream, because a dream can happen again and again and again and again - it has been.

[Armin looks at Eren. He hadn't noticed that his hand had found the man's cheek, gently cupping. Blue eyes well up. He closes his them, serene, blinking tears down his cheeks.]

I did say it. I always do.

And I know you didn't. Maybe...I doubted it...for just one second, but I know...

[His thumb strokes over warm skin.]

I know, Eren.