[ It's difficult to stay still. Difficult to suppress the close-combat training that demands he strike out, knock her back, restrain her, kill her if he has to. His teeth clench, and he breathes slowly through his nose, feeling himself growing colder. Feeling the blood sucked from his veins.
In a way, though, it feels strangely fitting. He's an Eldian, and she is royalty. Reiner has bowed to higher authority his whole life. Isn't it right, in a way, that he should serve her like this…?
Maybe his mind is just trying to find meaning behind serving as food.
Almost as soon as her teeth leave his arm, there's a hiss of steam as Reiner heals the wounds. No delay there, no impairment to his ability to heal. He should be able to regenerate the blood quicker than a normal human, too. All things considered, he's probably the ideal blood bank. ]
I'm all right. [ He searches Frieda's eyes as he wipes off his arm. ] Are you?
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In a way, though, it feels strangely fitting. He's an Eldian, and she is royalty. Reiner has bowed to higher authority his whole life. Isn't it right, in a way, that he should serve her like this…?
Maybe his mind is just trying to find meaning behind serving as food.
Almost as soon as her teeth leave his arm, there's a hiss of steam as Reiner heals the wounds. No delay there, no impairment to his ability to heal. He should be able to regenerate the blood quicker than a normal human, too. All things considered, he's probably the ideal blood bank. ]
I'm all right. [ He searches Frieda's eyes as he wipes off his arm. ] Are you?