[When Eren appears in his peripheral, the certainty becomes concrete even as those physical differences make themselves apparent. This is the same young man he knew in Aefenglom—with some stark changes. Of course, that is to be expected, removed from the hallmarks of a Monster in the setting of another world (as Stiles had returned to normal in Penance). The age, too, sticks out. He resembles the glimpse of the boy in memory Itachi first witnessed far more than the dragon he eventually came to know.
The division of two decisions, avoidance or confrontation, is easier this time. Perhaps he already made up his mind when he sent the message.
Itachi rises from the bench and crosses the street, subtle and near-silent as he appears at Eren’s shoulder, where... he stands without saying anything, and for a moment they both look like zoned-out weirdos. Then:]
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The division of two decisions, avoidance or confrontation, is easier this time. Perhaps he already made up his mind when he sent the message.
Itachi rises from the bench and crosses the street, subtle and near-silent as he appears at Eren’s shoulder, where... he stands without saying anything, and for a moment they both look like zoned-out weirdos. Then:]
Eren. I didn’t expect you would come.