[Eren told Mikasa that that's what he wanted. He told her to throw away that old scarf once he died, and to forget about him; of course, she never could. Part of him knew that, maybe, but...
[To Armin, he cried. He told him that he didn't want Mikasa to forget him. He is, before anything, a selfish, sobbing child. He knows it.
[And he's a paradox. He wanted both, in ways. He wanted her freedom, but he wanted her endless love too.
[He couldn't have been forgotten by her, or by Armin, or by anyone - anyone, and he made sure of that; ever selfish, yes, and far from beautiful...
[Eren's nervous habit, the clenching and unclenching of his hands, works into Maruki's shoulder now. There's only one thing he can say, really - one promise he can make without any doubt at all.]
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[Eren told Mikasa that that's what he wanted. He told her to throw away that old scarf once he died, and to forget about him; of course, she never could. Part of him knew that, maybe, but...
[To Armin, he cried. He told him that he didn't want Mikasa to forget him. He is, before anything, a selfish, sobbing child. He knows it.
[And he's a paradox. He wanted both, in ways. He wanted her freedom, but he wanted her endless love too.
[He couldn't have been forgotten by her, or by Armin, or by anyone - anyone, and he made sure of that; ever selfish, yes, and far from beautiful...
[Eren's nervous habit, the clenching and unclenching of his hands, works into Maruki's shoulder now. There's only one thing he can say, really - one promise he can make without any doubt at all.]
I won't forget you. I haven't.