[ eren doesn't say it yet, a sign that maybe it was a little bit of a surprise he was okay with sharing with her. he'd been upset for most of his stay up until now and the dark pit inside him would sometimes pull him into a space he had desperate trouble getting out of, but eren makes a small effort in seeing historia with a wondrous smile rather than a tearful cry. he's stopped right in front of the open arcade by now, and from where they stand, its dark interior flickers brightly with neon colors, 8-bit sounds and animated screens of moving pictures. ]
They're games.
[ . . . even if his efforts are awkward and lack that sort of bright eyed passion he used to have, he's trying. ]
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They're games.
[ . . . even if his efforts are awkward and lack that sort of bright eyed passion he used to have, he's trying. ]