[Jean can cling to her as much as he needs to, Mikasa hugs him even tighter and pets his arm and back to try to comfort him.
Ah... She hates being right. Or no, on the other hand at least it gave her some idea of what he might be about to say even if she's still not expecting that. Who'd be expecting that?
.... What is she even supposed to say to that? Is she even supposed to say anything to that? She's still the worst at this.]
Been a long time since we saw that in front of our eyes.
[Happening to anyone, especially to anyone either of them considers as friends or family.]
. . . What was it? The thing that ate him?
[Sorry, love, she has to ask even if she could have also given him time to get to that part.]
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Ah... She hates being right. Or no, on the other hand at least it gave her some idea of what he might be about to say even if she's still not expecting that. Who'd be expecting that?
.... What is she even supposed to say to that? Is she even supposed to say anything to that? She's still the worst at this.]
Been a long time since we saw that in front of our eyes.
[Happening to anyone, especially to anyone either of them considers as friends or family.]
. . . What was it? The thing that ate him?
[Sorry, love, she has to ask even if she could have also given him time to get to that part.]