[ a necessary sort of freedom. one that eren could comprehend. again. ]

His sacrifice made yours count. Made everything remotely possible. [ he may not be holding that particular hand, but his own is tight. he could feel the emotion through their line of communication like verbal whispers straight into his heart. the points of his own talons may seem to poke at skin the more he clutches her palm in his, but maybe it would get her attention— along with his own resolve that resonates with hers. it feels unwavering. ] I can’t think of something worth more than that.

[ there’s so much respect here that it feels like eren can pull of a one-man honor ceremony. cheers to lex’s dad, and cheers to lex herself. ]