[ As Annie speaks, Reiner tries to envision the future she's from. Tries, once again, to wrap his head around a world with no Titans. What would that even be like…? Annie wants to build a better future. Says we, and it brings a little smile to his face.
We. She's not cutting herself off. Not anymore.
He's reminded of Gabi—of her desire to return home and build something better. Are Gabi and Annie close in that future? He'll have to ask at some point, though not just yet. He's still stuck on we.
She's right; there are different kinds of violence here. But none of it compares to the horrors of their home. That, at least, is a blessing.
His eyes follow hers to the ring on the table. Useless to her now, unless she wants to use it as a tiny weapon against others. But Reiner has the feeling she doesn't even want to think about weapons, or fighting, or anything of the sort. ]
You've got room to breathe too, Annie. That freedom … it's yours, too.
[ There are still walls here, darkness hemming them in. But compared to their own world, that's nothing. ]
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We. She's not cutting herself off. Not anymore.
He's reminded of Gabi—of her desire to return home and build something better. Are Gabi and Annie close in that future? He'll have to ask at some point, though not just yet. He's still stuck on we.
She's right; there are different kinds of violence here. But none of it compares to the horrors of their home. That, at least, is a blessing.
His eyes follow hers to the ring on the table. Useless to her now, unless she wants to use it as a tiny weapon against others. But Reiner has the feeling she doesn't even want to think about weapons, or fighting, or anything of the sort. ]
You've got room to breathe too, Annie. That freedom … it's yours, too.
[ There are still walls here, darkness hemming them in. But compared to their own world, that's nothing. ]