[ Some of his explanation sails right over him. Whatever a 'pope' was and all this religious nonsense— the closest comparison Eren knows is the equivalent of a cult, so he just sort of eyes Zelos strangely and keeps quiet throughout. This wasn't his world or his politics, and he trusted Zelos to deal with it as necessary. Not like he had much of a choice— it sounded like the most he could do for himself was lay low— but he didn't mind depending on his now ex-roommate. Weird as he was, he'd proven himself dependable in the past. Even if he was hiding something (which he was. Eren's long since learned to read his eyes), he'd rely on him.
(A cold chill in his gut tells him not to. Reminds him of what happened last time he'd trusted his friends—)
After a tense second Eren sighs, leaning against the bannister and trying (failing) not to look too troubled. ]
I'm fine. [ 'Fine' in this case meaning 'extremely upset but also alive so there's that.' A beat, and he plucks absently at one of his belts. ] Go do what you have to. I'll... change, I guess.
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(A cold chill in his gut tells him not to. Reminds him of what happened last time he'd trusted his friends—)
After a tense second Eren sighs, leaning against the bannister and trying (failing) not to look too troubled. ]
I'm fine. [ 'Fine' in this case meaning 'extremely upset but also alive so there's that.' A beat, and he plucks absently at one of his belts. ] Go do what you have to. I'll... change, I guess.