[ Another memory that isn't his own, was never his to begin with, only ever relayed to him by Eren: A captive doctor and a patient he repeatedly risked his life for, a goodbye of their own at that same place.

The hand between Eren's shoulder blades rubs a firm circle, as much to keep Maruki grounded as him. ]

I can't tell you anything to make it better. Nothing ever will. But you...

[ He stops, mouth setting in a fine line. His head is swimming again. Breathe. ]

The things that you do for the people that you love, Eren. They matter. Saying goodbye matters. Even if it isn't enough.