No, Erwin thinks as he moves forward, towards where Reiner lingers in the doorway, that’s not fair. He looks exhausted, wrung out, like the weight of the world is held up on his shoulders. Whatever happened to him—and will Erwin be calling around to find out why he wasn’t informed of this earlier? Did dream world David Bowie wear trousers that put his dick front and center?—it must have been horrible.
Erwin has sympathy. He remembers what it’s like to die too.
“Come here.” It’s something he would have never done back home. He couldn’t; he had to stay aloof and distant, had to separate himself from his soldiers so he could do what needed to be done. But he doesn’t have to be that person here. He can be better. Kinder.
He can be the kind of man the kids need.
“Come here, Reiner.” He opens his arms as he approaches, offering a hug if Reiner wants it.
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Date: 2025-06-23 08:22 pm (UTC)No, Erwin thinks as he moves forward, towards where Reiner lingers in the doorway, that’s not fair. He looks exhausted, wrung out, like the weight of the world is held up on his shoulders. Whatever happened to him—and will Erwin be calling around to find out why he wasn’t informed of this earlier? Did dream world David Bowie wear trousers that put his dick front and center?—it must have been horrible.
Erwin has sympathy. He remembers what it’s like to die too.
“Come here.” It’s something he would have never done back home. He couldn’t; he had to stay aloof and distant, had to separate himself from his soldiers so he could do what needed to be done. But he doesn’t have to be that person here. He can be better. Kinder.
He can be the kind of man the kids need.
“Come here, Reiner.” He opens his arms as he approaches, offering a hug if Reiner wants it.