[No one explains these things to him. Back before he'd died-and-come-back, Eren was only really aware of Hei through crew rosters, brief meetings. Obituaries. It's not uncommon, around here. November had introduced himself with two names. Tiger is also Kotetsu. Generally he just picks one until someone tells him he's wrong.
She doesn't. And he frowns at the confirmation, (thinks again, of Mikasa,) but he doesn't ask. He's curious, not nosy. And maybe it's the strange familiarity of it that has him keeping his distance. (Circumstances that breed that sort of thing, forge those sorts of bonds, are very particular ones. No one in training had ever flat out asked how Eren and Mikasa had met.)
Hei has hardly struck him as someone who really needed protecting. But then.
While he turns it over, she turns the course of conversation again. And he blinks, backsteps away from the water as it creeps over his boots. They're supposed to be watching the edges of camp, not staring at the water. Catching back up—]
[ Amber is nosy, more than curious. It's compounded by the fact that Eren is sharing a rover with Hei too. Partly it's to ensure that there are no threats lying in wait for him that she isn't aware of and another part is wanting to know whether she can recruit the boy to her cause. Her most noble cause of protecting Hei, too. He's certainly capable of it, the question is how to make him willing. ]
Your spirit, I should say. You're not the most powerful here.
[ That's not saying much considering the Neheda's roster, but then she's never been the most tactful. ]
[Ah. It's a weird thing to hear. Mostly in that they're not terms he likes to think in. Outliving the crew. He's had to try to accept that sort of thing, before. When he'd been a lynchpin in the war against the titans, had to accept the protection of his comrades, abandon them to near-certain death so the expedition could continue. (He'd regretted it, since.)
His jaw sets.]
We're getting out of this alive.
[All of them. Not just him. He'll do what he has to to make it happen.]
[ Eren wasn't the first she has heard expres the same sentiment, even if not using those same exact words. What was it Hei said? Shut up. None of you are going to die. The reminder brings a smile to her face, amused and proud, because that wasn't up to him to decide but to her. The similarities are uncanny, but then she sees him in everything and everyone, doesn't she? ]
You and me, maybe. Not too many of the others I should think.
[ When she turns back to him, her gaze doesn't relent, intent on gathering any change in his expression at her question. ]
[He's been proven wrong time and time again, over the past year or so. He hasn't yet given up his resolve. It's a point of view he's had to defend more than once, from familiar and unfamiliar sources, just the same. Jean, on Ajna. You still talk like we're all gonna survive this.
Amber, right now. Bringing up Mikasa specifically draws out a particular reaction. A sharp narrowing of his eyes and his attention. A combative clench of his jaw.
It's a thing that isn't always apparent about them, on the surface. Mikasa's devotion is a clearly demonstrated thing, as obvious and natural to her as anything else, but Eren's frequent impatience with her is just as clear. Because for all they are important to each other, they do not necessarily get along, or understand each other at all.
(Except for when they do, when things come down to blood, a mutual knowledge that the world is a cruel one. He'd killed for her before they'd even exchanged names. Fought off a titan for her before regaining his sense of self in Trost. In a future he has not yet lived, he will face down the titan that killed his mother with his bare hands for her. They're only alive because of each other.)]
You shouldn't. [Wonder about her. Mikasa's strong. She fights. They're alive, because of each other. Nothing the CDC can do will change that. He won't let that happen.]
[ Unconditional devotion of the sort that Mikasa seems to exhibit for Eren is the only kind of love that Amber understands. All or nothing. It doesn't matter to her if they are friends or lovers or just comrades in arms, it's the willingness to die (or kill, which for some is much, much worse) that intrigues her, that she can relate to even if only in the most rudimentary of manners.
That the boy responds with an expression others may view as negative is noted, stored for later use. He seems angry, perhaps because of her meddling, because he is protective of Mikasa. Perhaps because he doesn't want to be protected by her. ]
She would die for you, wouldn't she? Without hesitation.
[ It was a lie, maybe, when she said she thinks she would survive this along with Eren because she doesn't think she would when Hei's life is constantly threatened. That's all she's been getting at all this while. ]
[He's afraid of that, and that makes him angry. Frustrates him to no end, because he doesn't want it. He never asked it of her. He didn't find her, fight for her, convince her to fight for herself, just so she could devote herself to his wellbeing. That wasn't the point.
And now. With things as they are.
He grits his teeth, impatient with the continued line of questioning and unhappy with the topic. What the hell is she getting at?]
Mostly she beats around the bush until whatever secrets stowed in there jumps out, but then Eren seems like an open book. It really is difficult to stop making the comparisons. The similarities far outweigh the differences. She smiles to herself in amusement, linking her hands behind her back and walking on as if she's about done with the conversation topic, only to lull him into a false sense of security. ]
For some people, it is better to die than lose the one thing worth everything.
[ It's now that she turns back to the boy, hoping to catch his gaze. ]
[He doesn't give her an answer to that. Not a verbal one, anyway. He meets her gaze head on, brow furrowed, the corners of his mouth drawn tight with disquiet, frustration both old and new.
Then he shrugs it off, shakes away from it as if with physical effort, pent up energy. Turns and shoulders past her to walk down the shore along the route they're meant to be guarding.
That's not an outcome he's willing to consider, either.]
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She doesn't. And he frowns at the confirmation, (thinks again, of Mikasa,) but he doesn't ask. He's curious, not nosy. And maybe it's the strange familiarity of it that has him keeping his distance. (Circumstances that breed that sort of thing, forge those sorts of bonds, are very particular ones. No one in training had ever flat out asked how Eren and Mikasa had met.)
Hei has hardly struck him as someone who really needed protecting. But then.
While he turns it over, she turns the course of conversation again. And he blinks, backsteps away from the water as it creeps over his boots. They're supposed to be watching the edges of camp, not staring at the water. Catching back up—]
With what?
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Your spirit, I should say. You're not the most powerful here.
[ That's not saying much considering the Neheda's roster, but then she's never been the most tactful. ]
But you can easily outlive us all.
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His jaw sets.]
We're getting out of this alive.
[All of them. Not just him. He'll do what he has to to make it happen.]
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You and me, maybe. Not too many of the others I should think.
[ When she turns back to him, her gaze doesn't relent, intent on gathering any change in his expression at her question. ]
I wonder about Mikasa.
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Amber, right now. Bringing up Mikasa specifically draws out a particular reaction. A sharp narrowing of his eyes and his attention. A combative clench of his jaw.
It's a thing that isn't always apparent about them, on the surface. Mikasa's devotion is a clearly demonstrated thing, as obvious and natural to her as anything else, but Eren's frequent impatience with her is just as clear. Because for all they are important to each other, they do not necessarily get along, or understand each other at all.
(Except for when they do, when things come down to blood, a mutual knowledge that the world is a cruel one. He'd killed for her before they'd even exchanged names. Fought off a titan for her before regaining his sense of self in Trost. In a future he has not yet lived, he will face down the titan that killed his mother with his bare hands for her. They're only alive because of each other.)]
You shouldn't. [Wonder about her. Mikasa's strong. She fights. They're alive, because of each other. Nothing the CDC can do will change that. He won't let that happen.]
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That the boy responds with an expression others may view as negative is noted, stored for later use. He seems angry, perhaps because of her meddling, because he is protective of Mikasa. Perhaps because he doesn't want to be protected by her. ]
She would die for you, wouldn't she? Without hesitation.
[ It was a lie, maybe, when she said she thinks she would survive this along with Eren because she doesn't think she would when Hei's life is constantly threatened. That's all she's been getting at all this while. ]
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And now. With things as they are.
He grits his teeth, impatient with the continued line of questioning and unhappy with the topic. What the hell is she getting at?]
That's not gonna happen.
[It's not an outcome he's willing to consider.]
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Mostly she beats around the bush until whatever secrets stowed in there jumps out, but then Eren seems like an open book. It really is difficult to stop making the comparisons. The similarities far outweigh the differences. She smiles to herself in amusement, linking her hands behind her back and walking on as if she's about done with the conversation topic, only to lull him into a false sense of security. ]
For some people, it is better to die than lose the one thing worth everything.
[ It's now that she turns back to the boy, hoping to catch his gaze. ]
Don't rob that of her.
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Then he shrugs it off, shakes away from it as if with physical effort, pent up energy. Turns and shoulders past her to walk down the shore along the route they're meant to be guarding.
That's not an outcome he's willing to consider, either.]