[It's really for the best that no one knows what Blitz is thinking. Pretty much ever.]
[Jean looks up, surprised when she says he shouldn't have been alone. That isn't something anyone has ever said before; most of the people they know just pretend that they don't know how it went down, and that's honestly what Jean prefers. It's easier to pretend than to admit that it felt like a part of him died right along with Marco on that day. And maybe it was a part that needed to die anyway, a part that had been holding him back, but if it had meant Marco would live, then he would have gladly carried it for awhile longer.]
[He nods when she agrees with him, but doesn't look back. That's for the best; he wants to remember Marco the way he was before Trost, not the way he was after.]
[When Mikasa starts sharing, it's obviously hard on her. Jean has never heard this story before, and he takes another step closer, sliding his arm through hers. It could be considered chivalrous, he supposes, but really, he just wants some physical contact himself, and figures she probably does as well. He'll try not to think about how, if Eren or Armin were here, she wouldn't be paying attention to him at all, and he'd only have Blitz to hold onto while grappling with his own demons.]
That sounds horrible.
[An inadequate word, but the best one he has.]
[Yes, good, that's the way, now tell her how strong and powerful you are and how good your eggs will be!]
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[Jean looks up, surprised when she says he shouldn't have been alone. That isn't something anyone has ever said before; most of the people they know just pretend that they don't know how it went down, and that's honestly what Jean prefers. It's easier to pretend than to admit that it felt like a part of him died right along with Marco on that day. And maybe it was a part that needed to die anyway, a part that had been holding him back, but if it had meant Marco would live, then he would have gladly carried it for awhile longer.]
[He nods when she agrees with him, but doesn't look back. That's for the best; he wants to remember Marco the way he was before Trost, not the way he was after.]
[When Mikasa starts sharing, it's obviously hard on her. Jean has never heard this story before, and he takes another step closer, sliding his arm through hers. It could be considered chivalrous, he supposes, but really, he just wants some physical contact himself, and figures she probably does as well. He'll try not to think about how, if Eren or Armin were here, she wouldn't be paying attention to him at all, and he'd only have Blitz to hold onto while grappling with his own demons.]
That sounds horrible.
[An inadequate word, but the best one he has.]
[Yes, good, that's the way, now tell her how strong and powerful you are and how good your eggs will be!]