" ... why do you keep saying that! " falco's shout cracks his voice, little & desperate he follows with: " i don't— porco is— it's not possible i can't... why are you doing this? " — fhalke
. . . @fhalke
PALE BLUE EYES soften at a known, recognized pain. he remembers, so clearly, being told what happened to bertholdt. he remembers the shock, spreading like ice from his head to the tips of his fingers. though at the end bertholdt had been an enemy, at the very start, he had been a friend. armin not only regrets being the one saved, but also being the one to have done the killing. and now falco, still so young, with the same heavy burden to carry. sympathetic eyes watch the younger’s face, mouth set in a grim line. ‘ i’m sorry, falco. but, it’s true . . . you inherited 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝕵𝖆𝖜. ‘ - oh, the shame of killing a friend.








