[ He may not have experienced it in real time, but he has a fairly good idea from the bits and pieces he's heard -- in the forest, when Hange was talking to themself, when everyone was fighting over making an alliance, then on the ship, when they were watching over him, and the few sparse conversations they had inbetween along with snippets from the others. He always knew they were strong, but that had to hurt like hell. ]
[ He wonders if having to kill their former comrades pursuing them was the beginning of Hange's suicide charge. ]
[ They bared their soul to him in that forest, and he only managed to really do the same during their last moments together. ]
...
[ Levi hasn't lived that future, but he thinks he has a pretty good idea about it by now. ]
[ He couldn't say he was never happy. That wouldn't be fair. To Gabi, to Falco, who did everything to make him feel less alone in the world while the rest of their squad moved on with their lives. To all of their fallen comrades who never got to experience the outside world. To Hange, and everyone else who died to make sure said world would continue existing. No, he'd feel it sometimes. Maybe fleeting, maybe one day he would smile again, at the brats' shenanigans or the evening sky or there being too many goddamn books in the house. ]
[ But some of those wounds would never fill, would they? There was just so much loss in his life, from his loved ones to eventually even his strength, though perhaps by then it would feel like the lifting of a curse. All those hearts he picked up ended up too heavy long before he could finally stop. On some level at least, he would always be... managing. ]
...
[ Hange's been quiet for a while now, and Levi is about to ask if they suddenly need to shit or something when they finally move. ]
You don't need to... [ He starts, but does nothing to stop their hand, wincing slightly as they pick up where he left off before deadpanning, ] I think that part's stuck on my eyebrow.
[ The adhesive isn't strong enough to actually rip all of it out, but it's definitely unpleasant tugging at it. ]
[ That fight really was kind of silly, wasn't it?.. ]
too bad, i cryed,,
[ He wonders if having to kill their former comrades pursuing them was the beginning of Hange's suicide charge. ]
[ They bared their soul to him in that forest, and he only managed to really do the same during their last moments together. ]
...
[ Levi hasn't lived that future, but he thinks he has a pretty good idea about it by now. ]
[ He couldn't say he was never happy. That wouldn't be fair. To Gabi, to Falco, who did everything to make him feel less alone in the world while the rest of their squad moved on with their lives. To all of their fallen comrades who never got to experience the outside world. To Hange, and everyone else who died to make sure said world would continue existing. No, he'd feel it sometimes. Maybe fleeting, maybe one day he would smile again, at the brats' shenanigans or the evening sky or there being too many goddamn books in the house. ]
[ But some of those wounds would never fill, would they? There was just so much loss in his life, from his loved ones to eventually even his strength, though perhaps by then it would feel like the lifting of a curse. All those hearts he picked up ended up too heavy long before he could finally stop. On some level at least, he would always be... managing. ]
...
[ Hange's been quiet for a while now, and Levi is about to ask if they suddenly need to shit or something when they finally move. ]
You don't need to... [ He starts, but does nothing to stop their hand, wincing slightly as they pick up where he left off before deadpanning, ] I think that part's stuck on my eyebrow.
[ The adhesive isn't strong enough to actually rip all of it out, but it's definitely unpleasant tugging at it. ]
[ That fight really was kind of silly, wasn't it?.. ]