Eren closed his eyes smiling at the hair ruffle. It was one of very few things that really seemed to always calm him, even as a young boy. His hair was a weak point, playing with it or ruffling it had always calmed the fire that burned inside his heart as he marched forward, even if only for a moment. âOh yes, I definitely got in trouble. I have always been a fighter, and that is not what society seems to like. Oh well, onward I march, until my enemies have been crushed.â Eren was blunt here. If freedom meant risking his life, so be it. Moving forward, that was all he could really do. Keep fighting until his fight was truly done. âMy anger comes from good reasons usually, at least I try to make sure it does. Such as people hurting my friendsâŚ.what happened to my momâŚthough you have a unique ability to get on my nerves.â His eyes then widened when he processed what Jean said about animals not liking him. âAnimals? Not liking you? No way. Surely there has to be something. Dogs love everyone, and I have a feeling youâdd be a guy cats can get along with. There is just no way animals canât like you. Their job is to love everyone.â He was still sort of shocked to hear it.
âYeah, being reckless can be a disadvantage. Though I am not sure on how much thinking really helps on the battle field, I mean Erwin seems to come up with improvisations on the fly, an Arminâs plans usually involve him staying off the battle field, so maybe we donât know it.â
Eren chuckled. âTrust me, Armin at least sees you as a friend, maybe a good one. MikasaâŚitâs hard to earn her friendship, ask anyone who knows her. However, if it is any console, she respects you as a soldier. That is what matters for now right?â He tried to be optimistic. The eyes on Jean told a story, one that Eren couldnât quite make out, but it happened every time Jean said his sisterâs name. Eren laughed and returned the playful punch Jean had given him for some reason. âPerhaps we just finally caught each other at a good time, and in the right circumstances.â That of course seemed to be the only reasonable explanation for them to be so civil in this conversation as compared to their other conversations dating back to when they first met in training. Eren sighed. âI know I shouldnât blame myself, but itâs hard not to when I see them die over and over again in my dreams. Sometimes, even though this isnât what happened, I hear them screaming my name, their fearless squad leader, crying out in vein for me to save them.â Wiping the tears that formed just remembering those nightmares, the soldierâs voice continued. âYeah, it isnât right. My mom, she deserved better. She deserved to live to see freedomâŚbut she didnât get the chanceâŚ.Sorry, I am getting sentimental.â
Jean couldnât help but notice how Eren reacted to the hair ruffle, least it meant he didnât hate it. Seemed to enjoy it quite a lot actually, must remind him of when his Mom did this? Could also just like the feeling as well, it is calming from what he can remember. Itâs been ages since anyone has done that to him. Least in a comforting way and not ruffling it to mess it up. âBeing a fighter isnât all bad, means your strong and determined. Maybe a bit too determined.â He half teased. âOh I know for a fact it usually does, if anyone tries to hurt someone you really care about you basically go into a blind rage.â Which leads to him transforming and killing everything in his path. âEr.... whoops?â He smiled sheepishly as Eren mentioned he got on his nerves. âWell, you kinda get on mine, so even?â He was surprised they were even talking for this long without wanting to punch each other. Huh... progress, maybe? âNot really... my horse sometimes doesnât like me. Cats and Dogs are iffy at best. Dogs do tend to like me faster than cats if I stay still and let them come to me.â He loved petting dogs! About the only animal that really warms up to him.
âYeah, I like to have a plan before I do anything. Iâm not quite as good as coming up with them on the fly like Erwin and even Armin for that matter.â Those two were amazing at what they do, he doubted he could even come close to them.Â
âHe does, really??â Jean perked up, a small goofy grin appearing on his face. Oh good! Armin does see him as a friend as well, now Mikasa... she is definitely hard to read. âHey, Iâll take that over her thinking Iâm dirt. I know she is an amazing solider and Iâm in awe at how easily she does anything with minimal effort.â Least it looked like it was that way to him. âIâd like to think that.â He laughed back, giving Eren a smile. It was really nice how they were having a normal conversation like this, no fighting or anything. Was really, really nice. Maybe Eren isnât all that bad after all. âMmm... trust me, I do too. Though, one Iâm not sure what happened exactly and just... imagine it over and over.â He glanced down at the ground, clenching a fist. He heard a small crack in Erenâs voice as he spoke, making him look at the smaller boy beside him. â... I know if you could go back to that moment in time, youâd say every last one of them. I know I would, also know they wouldnât want you blaming yourself.â He liked to think that was the case anyway. âHey, its okay we all get sentimental sometimes.â He smiled softly, giving Eren another gentle hair ruffle.