Ah. I see.

[ He had wondered, admittedly, what it would be like for Eren.

It makes sense. Something like that might be hell for him too. ]

I'm sorry. I know how hard that was for you.

[ And then: That grace, extended. ]

If you need to just... let yourself sit with that, Eren, you can here. I won't rush you through it.

[ A pause, a long drink of coffee. A few more words spoken without looking at Eren, for himself just as much. ]

It's a terrible grief, I know. Don't run from it.