Three years, from before he died she guesses. Annie doesn't have the heart to ask if it's from before the Rumbling, too. It's irrelevant in the long run. In the short term, also.
"Then stay here." Stumbling with whatever grounding in a space and time settled away from the miasma that's their own. "It's already over there. You don't need to go back."
Perpendicular timelines or whatever is going on here, Eren's plans have reached some form of fruition, and the survivors are left to deal with picking up the pieces. Reiner's made it apparent that he and Eren have a life here. Given she knows both of them, or more Reiner, back home... That Mikasa is as staunch in her desire to never know that every nightmare of hers is brought home by the very person she'd always wished so desperately to save most? Staying here for all of them might be the best kindness.
Not that she knows how feasible it is, and she's just as aware it's not strictly a choice.
"Yes, I've talked with Reiner. Why else would I say do better by him?"
Annie has no innate sense of people being romantically (or physically) into each other unless she's pointedly paying attention. There'd be no way for her to call Reiner and Eren getting together in another world and time, just as there'd be no reason for her to not.
She narrows her eyes a touch, studying his face, shifting so the water doesn't suction her feet further into the sand.
"Jean mentioned I'd been here, but that's it. I don't remember it myself." No memory of anytime but when she'd been just breathing with the dust falling all around them, guns sighted on the untransformed Eldians, and Armin running through, the thud of his maneuvering gear hitting the dirt louder than it had any right to be.
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"Then stay here." Stumbling with whatever grounding in a space and time settled away from the miasma that's their own. "It's already over there. You don't need to go back."
Perpendicular timelines or whatever is going on here, Eren's plans have reached some form of fruition, and the survivors are left to deal with picking up the pieces. Reiner's made it apparent that he and Eren have a life here. Given she knows both of them, or more Reiner, back home... That Mikasa is as staunch in her desire to never know that every nightmare of hers is brought home by the very person she'd always wished so desperately to save most? Staying here for all of them might be the best kindness.
Not that she knows how feasible it is, and she's just as aware it's not strictly a choice.
"Yes, I've talked with Reiner. Why else would I say do better by him?"
Annie has no innate sense of people being romantically (or physically) into each other unless she's pointedly paying attention. There'd be no way for her to call Reiner and Eren getting together in another world and time, just as there'd be no reason for her to not.
She narrows her eyes a touch, studying his face, shifting so the water doesn't suction her feet further into the sand.
"Jean mentioned I'd been here, but that's it. I don't remember it myself." No memory of anytime but when she'd been just breathing with the dust falling all around them, guns sighted on the untransformed Eldians, and Armin running through, the thud of his maneuvering gear hitting the dirt louder than it had any right to be.