[ Both. Both would be good. Even if he's forced to accept the impasse, some more proof would definitely leave him less on edge. ]
[ Well, and maybe, he wants to be able to believe it without feeling stupid about it. ]
So far.
[ The place is weird. It has magic. Levi may not have heard about the whole people who die get revived part yet, but it's not a bit stretch to think someone here might be able to do something about the titan curse death, too. ]
[ It's difficult. He's not entirely sure what he's thinking, either. ]
[ Eren had to be put down, simple as that. Does Levi actually hate him, beyond that sense of duty to millions of innocent people? In a way, perhaps, although some of the things he hated about the situation came from elsewhere. Like that idea of having someone eat him, after everything the scouts had done to protect him. But at the same time, it's not like Eren had created the titan threat from the start. ]
[ And Levi's not so hard-hearted that he could just separate him completely from that angry, spirited kid they'd shared a roof and food and losses and victories with for years. Sure, he'd always been brash and stubborn and violent, so he can't exactly say the end surprised him, and yet... he'd never expected it would go that far, in reality. ]
[ (Who doesn't point at the horizon and mutter something about killing all their enemies, right? It's gotta be some teenager phase thing, right? Surely that doesn't just cement that everyone is the enemy?) ]
[ Yeah, he supposes it had been building for a long time, hasn't it. They've all probably contributed to it too, accidentally or not. Still, he's gotta admit, Eren did a damn good job of making it look sudden. After all, neither him nor Hange nor Armin predicted him running off by himself to set the apocalypse in motion. ]
That's a lot of words you want me to take.
[ But he might just have to. Maybe it's fine. He's not going to close his eyes and call it a job well done just because he's hearing the kid out. He's still going to be on high alert. He's still going to watch his actions, something that always says more than words. Words are wind. Words are hope. But while he hasn't done anything, well. What would be the point of insisting otherwise? ]
[ The noise from the television disappears, and as they both are silent, too, he finally hears the strange noise from somewhere down the hall again. Time to discover the washing machine. ]
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[ Well, and maybe, he wants to be able to believe it without feeling stupid about it. ]
So far.
[ The place is weird. It has magic. Levi may not have heard about the whole people who die get revived part yet, but it's not a bit stretch to think someone here might be able to do something about the titan curse death, too. ]
[ It's difficult. He's not entirely sure what he's thinking, either. ]
[ Eren had to be put down, simple as that. Does Levi actually hate him, beyond that sense of duty to millions of innocent people? In a way, perhaps, although some of the things he hated about the situation came from elsewhere. Like that idea of having someone eat him, after everything the scouts had done to protect him. But at the same time, it's not like Eren had created the titan threat from the start. ]
[ And Levi's not so hard-hearted that he could just separate him completely from that angry, spirited kid they'd shared a roof and food and losses and victories with for years. Sure, he'd always been brash and stubborn and violent, so he can't exactly say the end surprised him, and yet... he'd never expected it would go that far, in reality. ]
[ (Who doesn't point at the horizon and mutter something about killing all their enemies, right? It's gotta be some teenager phase thing, right? Surely that doesn't just cement that everyone is the enemy?) ]
[ Yeah, he supposes it had been building for a long time, hasn't it. They've all probably contributed to it too, accidentally or not. Still, he's gotta admit, Eren did a damn good job of making it look sudden. After all, neither him nor Hange nor Armin predicted him running off by himself to set the apocalypse in motion. ]
That's a lot of words you want me to take.
[ But he might just have to. Maybe it's fine. He's not going to close his eyes and call it a job well done just because he's hearing the kid out. He's still going to be on high alert. He's still going to watch his actions, something that always says more than words. Words are wind. Words are hope. But while he hasn't done anything, well. What would be the point of insisting otherwise? ]
[ The noise from the television disappears, and as they both are silent, too, he finally hears the strange noise from somewhere down the hall again.
Time to discover the washing machine.]...what's that sound?