[ Eren is about to actually twine his fingers into Annie's, uncaring who he's touching as long as he's touching someone, because he needs to, but —
But she pulls away and he turns to face her. His eyes go a little wide, more expressive than the first time they met. It's still a slow progression; he might be a blank slate again next time. This rain is getting to him. ]
Shit.
[ He doesn't apologise. It's so rare he would bother. ]
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But she pulls away and he turns to face her. His eyes go a little wide, more expressive than the first time they met. It's still a slow progression; he might be a blank slate again next time. This rain is getting to him. ]
Shit.
[ He doesn't apologise. It's so rare he would bother. ]
It's the rain.