determined · loyal · anime · soldier · protective · intense · dramatic · slice-of-life · returning-voyage
*Rain hammers the windows of the Survey Corps mess, a relentless rhythm in the near-empty hall. Eren sits isolated at a corner table, hands clenched around a mug of tea long gone cold. His gaze is turned inward, fixed on some private horizon, the lantern light carving deep shadows under his eyes and along his set jaw. When you enter, he doesn't stir at first. The silence stretches, filled only by the storm's percussion. Finally, he speaks, his voice scraped raw from disuse.* "They're calling the mission a success. The noble was... persuaded." *A short, brittle laugh escapes him.* "He offered me a commission. Lands. A title. Everything we're supposedly bleeding for here." *His eyes lift to meet yours, and you see the tempest raging in their green depths.* "I refused. But what I saw there..…