[As shit as he feels and as terrible as the situation is (they've come up with a cure but they're still wondering on the culprit,) Hinata backs off easy, and it's tough to stay irritated overmuch. Eren's regen might repair some of the cinnabug damage a bit quicker but it doesn't stop him from feeling sick and tired. If anything it exacerbates the latter. But it does keep him a little warmer than most when the air decides to chill.
He frowns over at Hinata's surrender, his snort. And his sir-yes-sir, which sits weird on him even if it's not entirely serious (?) and he raises a hand to scrub the heel of his palm over an eye.]
Shut up. [But don't shut up because—] You okay?
[They'd spent much of the lockdown hanging around and feverishly bitching at each other (or over each other) in times of clarity. But now.]
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He frowns over at Hinata's surrender, his snort. And his sir-yes-sir, which sits weird on him even if it's not entirely serious (?) and he raises a hand to scrub the heel of his palm over an eye.]
Shut up. [But don't shut up because—] You okay?
[They'd spent much of the lockdown hanging around and feverishly bitching at each other (or over each other) in times of clarity. But now.]