♛ — ; Reality brokered no confusion on their part, spared them no detail of morbid curiosities and lace memories tucked away in the confines of their rotting ramshackle corpses left behind. And if such were the case, who was she to blatantly deny the obvious in sight of gods that no one worshiped? “—What you were and what you are happen to be the same thing, Reiner. Refuting it will only cause turmoil." Humanity was never in sight for them, a nothingness to behold with watery eyes in liquid capsule, refracting the endless possibilities of mortal oblivion. Assurance, however, had been something the titaness had grappled with, the quaking quagmire of a cemented fate and she would not allow them to waver in fear of it. They either accepted their duty or they died with it; there were no other options now.
Vexed, she paused, clipping her own tongue against the roof of her mouth as if it were sandpaper to dull the blow previously provided. Humble conversation had been trick not taught to her in youth, a honest chord struck beneath a liar’s breast when it came to ideologies and metaphors. Would she be honest and perhaps spare herself the boiling blood of a queen’s rage, only to quiver and shudder with the inevitable fear of breaking bones and gamey sinew? She could not blame, him, scold him and tussle until the bulwark deemed so warily to change his mind — childish monstrosities robbed of their humanity. They never asked for this. Lapis lazuli provide him a solemn gaze, normal icy hues melting against the sight of him. ”But that’s neither here nor there… What brought this on? Not having second thoughts, are you?"
「兵 」; Reiner couldn't aid his endeavors in retaining a stone lined expression, the chips and falling cracks of a tool being pressed beneath skin and struck inward causing a light simper. Never had his skin felt like a quake aimed for strike, sever the tectonic plates of his emotions creating a hand crafted desolated reasoning. Second thoughts. It was a painful prospect to merely provide the food of thought, such determining factors in ones belief to me mirrored by the unsolved willingness to muster a glacier of resounding soldier like fortitude. True, the Pillar could not quench personal thirst for a longing home nor the horn of glory to be tuned before battle, more so, knowing that a self inflicted wound would not lead to a metamorphism of what he truly is.
" I should have an answer for you, shouldn't I? Second thoughts are far away from me, whatever faith still resides in me is dedicated to us. Bertholdt, and you, Annie." Orbs that once quivered about attempting to communicate with the outer land rather than the being before him now gather a halcyon glow, auriferous crystals focused upon the shorter beast. It was almost humiliating, that, she, smaller in size perhaps even fitness, had overcome him through mere solidified conviction to herself.









