When Eren lets go of Marco and takes a step back, he shoves his hands in the pockets of his jacket. He's had this habit for more than a year now, a way of drawing into himself without his posture (which is no longer as good as it was during training when they all stood at attention all the time) changing much.
He shrugs.
"Yeah. It is," he says without bragging. Whatever he feels about titans now is complicated. He screamed so often in the past that he would eradicate all titans. His viewpoint has changed, of course. He's not sure how he'd even exist without being a titan anymore, but it's not something he has to seriously think about either. The power he's acquired is impressive, though. He's never the fastest or the strongest, but he's dedicated. Having time to learn more about how the War Hammer works makes all of that stronger.
"I…what do you wanna know? This is Ellipsa? Magic exists? Death doesn't matter all that much?"
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He shrugs.
"Yeah. It is," he says without bragging. Whatever he feels about titans now is complicated. He screamed so often in the past that he would eradicate all titans. His viewpoint has changed, of course. He's not sure how he'd even exist without being a titan anymore, but it's not something he has to seriously think about either. The power he's acquired is impressive, though. He's never the fastest or the strongest, but he's dedicated. Having time to learn more about how the War Hammer works makes all of that stronger.
"I…what do you wanna know? This is Ellipsa? Magic exists? Death doesn't matter all that much?"