[ Mikasa welcomes it, leaning into the touch gently. It’s just enough that she doesn’t feel prickled by the comfort and can instead take it for what it is. ]
She was happy to see you. You and Connie.
[ Mikasa could understand that. To see lost friends again… ]
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She was happy to see you. You and Connie.
[ Mikasa could understand that. To see lost friends again… ]
I’ll try to hope. Maybe she’ll come here too.