[ dolph reaches out to ruffle maruki's hair. because he's taller than everyone in this room and thus, his divine right. he can understand that feeling as much as he understands himself. from the corner of his eye, he watches akira, his own expression inscrutable.
with eren and thorfinn, their motivations and feelings were easier to understand. the rage, the rebellion, the fight. he could read them like the back of his palm. with akira, it was the same and it wasn't. it hit a little too close to his heart. he's not sure what to make of that.
and he's certain it's the same for akira. all dolph has right now is the benefit of hindsight and the time given to him here.
try for me, dolph told him. but what did akira want from him, he wonders. ]
It's just the stuff Jean taught me. He's the better cook, as you know.
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with eren and thorfinn, their motivations and feelings were easier to understand. the rage, the rebellion, the fight. he could read them like the back of his palm. with akira, it was the same and it wasn't. it hit a little too close to his heart. he's not sure what to make of that.
and he's certain it's the same for akira. all dolph has right now is the benefit of hindsight and the time given to him here.
try for me, dolph told him. but what did akira want from him, he wonders. ]
It's just the stuff Jean taught me. He's the better cook, as you know.
But I don't mind. I've come to like it.