Nothing to worry about. What a load of shit that is.
Reiner refrains from launching into a list of all the things that he, specifically, has to worry about. (Where would he even begin?) Instead, he gives a slight nod of acknowledgment, still bewildered but not breaking eye contact. Looking away from Levi right now feels like looking away from a crouching cat; he'd just be asking for Levi to pounce and dig claws into flesh.
Does Levi have to look so blank, too? Is this where Eren learned that infuriating indifference? Briefly, Reiner tries to picture Levi with a different expression—
And then he drags his mind away from the precipice, the memory of Levi's face as he dropped down from above flashing through his thoughts.
Bad idea. Fuck, this is such a bad idea. But Reiner remains where he is, maintaining eye contact, controlling his breathing. He can lose his shit later. Right now, Gabi needs him.
"… All right." An awkward pause, then Reiner adds, "I'll move to the carpet."
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Reiner refrains from launching into a list of all the things that he, specifically, has to worry about. (Where would he even begin?) Instead, he gives a slight nod of acknowledgment, still bewildered but not breaking eye contact. Looking away from Levi right now feels like looking away from a crouching cat; he'd just be asking for Levi to pounce and dig claws into flesh.
Does Levi have to look so blank, too? Is this where Eren learned that infuriating indifference? Briefly, Reiner tries to picture Levi with a different expression—
And then he drags his mind away from the precipice, the memory of Levi's face as he dropped down from above flashing through his thoughts.
Bad idea. Fuck, this is such a bad idea. But Reiner remains where he is, maintaining eye contact, controlling his breathing. He can lose his shit later. Right now, Gabi needs him.
"… All right." An awkward pause, then Reiner adds, "I'll move to the carpet."