Eren once wanted to rid the world of titans. It's…both more complicated than that and worse now. Not that he's about to get into it with a guy he just met who never heard of titans.
He is the kind of person who would wage a futile war against a malevolent entity, though.
He listens.
No titans, Billy says. Though it is still his hope that titans will die with him in his world, he can't be sure of it. He doesn't know what happens when the lights go out for him. Not even Eren can see that far into the future. He can only hope that the insane gamble pays off. He can only hope that some of the world survives to see it.
"Men are always the worst monsters," Eren says, and means it. Titans were once people, but that's not what he's thinking. He's thinking of himself, of the people outside the walls that hate them, of the people inside the walls that kept them in the dark for a hundred years. Men are pretty terrible; he's not surprised that that's universal.
He looks surprised at the next thing Billy says, though.
"I…don't know what arctic is," he says. He's never heard the word, though he has heard (seen?) that there are places in his own world much like this one here, where there is only snow and ice as far as you can see. But the word for it is unknown to him.
"A monster…bear? What do you mean?" He asks the question genuinely, without judgment. He has no reason to not believe Billy's words, he's just trying to imagine this creature.
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He is the kind of person who would wage a futile war against a malevolent entity, though.
He listens.
No titans, Billy says. Though it is still his hope that titans will die with him in his world, he can't be sure of it. He doesn't know what happens when the lights go out for him. Not even Eren can see that far into the future. He can only hope that the insane gamble pays off. He can only hope that some of the world survives to see it.
"Men are always the worst monsters," Eren says, and means it. Titans were once people, but that's not what he's thinking. He's thinking of himself, of the people outside the walls that hate them, of the people inside the walls that kept them in the dark for a hundred years. Men are pretty terrible; he's not surprised that that's universal.
He looks surprised at the next thing Billy says, though.
"I…don't know what arctic is," he says. He's never heard the word, though he has heard (seen?) that there are places in his own world much like this one here, where there is only snow and ice as far as you can see. But the word for it is unknown to him.
"A monster…bear? What do you mean?" He asks the question genuinely, without judgment. He has no reason to not believe Billy's words, he's just trying to imagine this creature.