...it's the answer he'd expected, but even so, the confirmation doesn't ache any less. Levi feels that pit in his chest open wider, burrow deeper, and it seems fucking bottomless. He can only hold Jean's gaze for a heartbeat or two longer before his eyes draw away, resigned. Sorrowful.
Maybe in some way it should be a relief; that this was just how it would end up, no matter what any of them tried to do, including Eren. Maybe it should be freeing, to know that it wasn't that they'd fucked up only once, that in the end there isn't anything he could have done differently.
But he can't feel anything above the pull of that endless hole, swallowing hope.
"...I see." The words barely make it out, like glass in his throat.
It scrapes down as he swallows, fingers curling under his palm against the counter.
"So what will you do?" It's difficult, but not impossible to think that the bond between Jean and Eren now could be broken. This place has a funny way of reordering priorities, relationships...as small as it is.
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Maybe in some way it should be a relief; that this was just how it would end up, no matter what any of them tried to do, including Eren. Maybe it should be freeing, to know that it wasn't that they'd fucked up only once, that in the end there isn't anything he could have done differently.
But he can't feel anything above the pull of that endless hole, swallowing hope.
"...I see." The words barely make it out, like glass in his throat.
It scrapes down as he swallows, fingers curling under his palm against the counter.
"So what will you do?" It's difficult, but not impossible to think that the bond between Jean and Eren now could be broken. This place has a funny way of reordering priorities, relationships...as small as it is.