[Out of the two of them, Jean's the more honest. Confessions spill easily from him, not Eren. Hearing it reversed startles him. Calms him down and sobers him. He glances away. Meeting Eren's gaze is too hard.]
Why the hell would I be happy about that, asshole?
[It's grumbled and quiet.] Just what type of guy do you think I am?
[They're on the same page, in the end. The only difference is Eren tries to change it, fight against it. And him? Jean's brows crease upwards. Cowardice took time to die out, didn't it?]
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Why the hell would I be happy about that, asshole?
[It's grumbled and quiet.] Just what type of guy do you think I am?
[They're on the same page, in the end. The only difference is Eren tries to change it, fight against it. And him? Jean's brows crease upwards. Cowardice took time to die out, didn't it?]
I miss him too.