At this point, those of the original 104th who still remained among the living were anything but strangers and that was really all for the worse in some ways. Losing people now felt ten times as horrible and gut wrenching as it had at the beginning; back then it had been shock and fear and hopelessness but now it was loss and familiarity and the ripping away of something dear and valuable. They had all felt it when Reiner and Bertholdt had betrayed them, but even before that…they have all known that pain. Mikasa had lost her parents and he had lost his whole family with the exception of his mother, Titanized and doomed to lay there under watch for…however long. There was nothing quite like the pain of losing your family.
And Sasha had been family.
He grounds himself, palms on the solid earth at his sides, head coming back down to land after being so lost in the breeze flowing through the treetops, rustling the green leaves and making the dappled sunlight shift. Sometimes, if he sat real still, it was like the breeze could speak, soft and gentle and assuring. well, even if that was silly and childish it brought him some sort of comfort so he would keep right on thinking so.
“What else can we do, really? If we don’t fight, we die.” He turns his head and fixes her in a knowing stare, a hint of playfulness there in spite of the serious of the moment. “You said something like that back in Trost. See? I do listen sometimes.”
connie. fingers grasp at her scarf, lightly playing with the fabric as eyes divert. they had all listened to her words back then, but ultimately, it had been her selfish motivation that lead them that day. she’s surprised he brings it up, and more so the fact it’s something to be kept at heart. perhaps she felt guilty for that. ‘ it’s all we can do. ’ her opinions once so subjected had began to flourish, and it’s times like these she sees connie for all his strength.
the wind provides no comfort, it’s touch numb to her skin. she doesn’t quite have it in her to speak the thoughts within her mind; after titans, they would still be fighting. always. the world would always be a cruel place. but, at least, it was a step forward for humanity.
‘ I promise, ’ her words begin softly, yet spoke under a harsh breath, her eyes shined kinder then before, giving way to colour in otherwise vacant eyes. ‘ I’ll always keep fighting. ’ because mikasa couldn’t promise she could protect him completely, but she would never send him to his death. she wouldn’t leave him behind. ‘ I’ll do what ever it takes. ’ gaze shadows, pulling scarf to cover her lips. a moments weakness, but she remains firm, dangerous, a solider.
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