[It's hard to stop his fist from moving–not that he wants to. His fist strikes skin and it feels so satisfying.]
You little shit.
[A firmer grip on his cloak, another yank to shake him–make their eyes meet again. ] You think you're the only one affected by this?! [How many scenarios had he run through? His imagination had killed Armin four times over trying to figure out how it had happened. How it could have been prevented if he were in a different location, time, anything.
Eren was baiting him, he knew. But the bait was too easy to take.]
no subject
You little shit.
[A firmer grip on his cloak, another yank to shake him–make their eyes meet again. ] You think you're the only one affected by this?! [How many scenarios had he run through? His imagination had killed Armin four times over trying to figure out how it had happened. How it could have been prevented if he were in a different location, time, anything.
Eren was baiting him, he knew. But the bait was too easy to take.]