( She's appraising the look of his drink, which, with the bright colour, seems interesting, but has no regrets for her order. Easier to tolerate what should be similar (and better) than what they already knew.
She takes a long sip, the alcohol fizzing in a not-displeasing way as it goes down. A little hoppy, if she knew the word, but not unpleasant.
What about her father indeed. )
He's alive. He helped get people out of Liberio.
( This is more or less the most she knows, and she decides to skip over all the Eldians turning into Titans and then turning back when Eren was finally dead. )
I'd thought he'd been killed.
( She takes another sip from her beer, or whatever it is. It keeps her from feeling that same chest suffocating emotion that'd stolen over her when they'd told her Liberio had been eradicated. That all her racing and hoping hadn't been enough. The incredible relief she'd felt when she saw her father, alive... )
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She takes a long sip, the alcohol fizzing in a not-displeasing way as it goes down. A little hoppy, if she knew the word, but not unpleasant.
What about her father indeed. )
He's alive. He helped get people out of Liberio.
( This is more or less the most she knows, and she decides to skip over all the Eldians turning into Titans and then turning back when Eren was finally dead. )
I'd thought he'd been killed.
( She takes another sip from her beer, or whatever it is. It keeps her from feeling that same chest suffocating emotion that'd stolen over her when they'd told her Liberio had been eradicated. That all her racing and hoping hadn't been enough. The incredible relief she'd felt when she saw her father, alive... )