[ he’s got a bag hanging from the hook of his claws, approaching without a lick of caution or preservation for rey as far as he was concerned. if anything, they both had ducks (now). surely there wouldn’t be a problem in acting like there was little problem in it. this, unfortunately, also meant personal space was so very in danger with the way eren just continues to waltz over like he’s joining her at a bar.
don’t mind him, just sitting down about two or so spaces away from her with his legs crossed and rustling through the bag, without looking at her and seeming to tend to the products he’s brought along— ]
What’re you thinking about?
[ maybe you’re doing it wrong says the slight incredulous touch to his tone, but it’s as much of a distraction as he needs it to be to lead the devil astray. ]
no subject
don’t mind him, just sitting down about two or so spaces away from her with his legs crossed and rustling through the bag, without looking at her and seeming to tend to the products he’s brought along— ]
What’re you thinking about?
[ maybe you’re doing it wrong says the slight incredulous touch to his tone, but it’s as much of a distraction as he needs it to be to lead the devil astray. ]