[Elliot knows. Eren's memories had always been difficult, always running the risk of destabilizing him. When they were younger, before they knew how to handle things, there was a real fear that he'd lose his Eren to the memories.
They've grown since then, learned a lot. Elliot knew to stick by him and work through things. To be patient. Someone to ground Eren as he adjusted coming back from what he saw. And he listens.]
Armin?
[Ah right. That blond that looked like him when they were younger. Past Eren's best friend. Did he thank him for doing something awful? As the last thing they said to each other? Why would he do something like that...? Would Elliot?
To his credit, he pauses as he takes the question seriously, thinking it over.]
...No, I wouldn't. You'd know I was lying if I tried.
[Elliot was never a great liar, and Eren knew him too well. It wouldn't work. ]
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They've grown since then, learned a lot. Elliot knew to stick by him and work through things. To be patient. Someone to ground Eren as he adjusted coming back from what he saw. And he listens.]
Armin?
[Ah right. That blond that looked like him when they were younger. Past Eren's best friend. Did he thank him for doing something awful? As the last thing they said to each other? Why would he do something like that...? Would Elliot?
To his credit, he pauses as he takes the question seriously, thinking it over.]
...No, I wouldn't. You'd know I was lying if I tried.
[Elliot was never a great liar, and Eren knew him too well. It wouldn't work. ]