[ The word clicks, distantly, but it doesn't really make sense. How could this be Zelos' city? He was supposed to go home and this was literally worlds away and that's impossible. But as much as he wants to demand answers, right then and right there, he lets himself get pulled along. In minor part because that's the best course of action, slightly more because of shock, and mostly because this crowd was seriously going to drive him insane: Eren is far less charismatic and can't help but shoot a hooded glare at the noblewomen, emotions quickly starting to run rampant over his thoughts.
He's a tense ball of nerves the entire trip, but he manages to make it to the door before tearing his hand away. To say he was collected would be a massive overstatement, but his surprise has faded in part to frustration. Maybe fear. None of them really helps his case as he starts. ]
What the hell... [ His tone turns sharp as he swallows. ] Meltokio. That's— isn't this your world? Why am I here!?
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He's a tense ball of nerves the entire trip, but he manages to make it to the door before tearing his hand away. To say he was collected would be a massive overstatement, but his surprise has faded in part to frustration. Maybe fear. None of them really helps his case as he starts. ]
What the hell... [ His tone turns sharp as he swallows. ] Meltokio. That's— isn't this your world? Why am I here!?