[ Eren hadn't even really thought about the trash can thing, but he's reactive at the best of times.
It takes him a minute to figure out the question of warmth. Why would they be — oh. Right. ]
They're not warm. You mean my hands, it's…just my healing ability.
[ It's not a secret. It's impossible to keep it a secret unless he very consciously keeps himself from healing. He holds up a hand. There's a tiny dot of blood on a finger from where he got a little cut, but of course there's no cut there now.
Hakkai picks up the hand and…sure enough, it's cake??? ]
What the hell. How does a cake look like a real hand…
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It takes him a minute to figure out the question of warmth. Why would they be — oh. Right. ]
They're not warm. You mean my hands, it's…just my healing ability.
[ It's not a secret. It's impossible to keep it a secret unless he very consciously keeps himself from healing. He holds up a hand. There's a tiny dot of blood on a finger from where he got a little cut, but of course there's no cut there now.
Hakkai picks up the hand and…sure enough, it's cake??? ]
What the hell. How does a cake look like a real hand…