[ it is even more unsettling to know you've been somewhere, done things, that you don't remember. it doesn't translate into his expression, though: that remains mild and neutral, looking at falco and then confetti and then falco again.
he's about to say something when levi speaks so he pauses long enough for him to finish: he can't agree with the first half because he doesn't remember him, but the last bit startles him just enough that he lets out a low laugh. ]
He's not wrong. I can't be held accountable for my own memory.
[ joking about it makes the moment less strange, he thinks, in the way that pressing forward with living makes everything about this place a little less strange.
still, he's gathered from this conversation that levi met falco after erwin had died, and that sobers him a little, like he's looking in through a window at a conversation he'd never been meant to hear.
[ —! if levi remembers him, then . . . when had been the last time they met, together? levi's face, or the rest of him, was clearly intact. it wasn't after the battle in shinganshina, or the start of the rumbling. ]
The air ship—?
[ that's the only time that made sense for him— when he and gabi were beaten and tied, threatened to be thrown off the airship and only talked down because they were still children.
falco looks between both of them and weighs his words. he knows that erwin has passed on at some point. he knows how levi's future looks. well— he can at least say, it's good to see them together again. they were meaningful to each other. glued to the hip, if they could.
he finally has an answer and swallows, prepares his voice— a voice that briefly cracks. he's grown a year older here, and has entered a very awkward growing fase. ]
Do you both . . . Have a place to stay, yet? [ elaboration— ] I'm staying at a home, alone. There're extra rooms.
[ the truth is that while he does recognize Falco, he might as well be a stranger. but that's clearly not a mutual feeling: Levi is not exactly an emotionally intelligent person, but even he can tell that he and Erwin not remembering any of the time the three of them supposedly spent together is a huge disappointment for Falco, and it's not hard to imagine why.
still, even if they can't remember it, it's plain to see that they were important to Falco, and he has no reason to believe Falco wasn't just as important to them. he's just going to trust in that.
he shares a quick glance with Erwin—meaningful? maybe, it's hard to tell with them—at Falco's mention of his living situation. ]
We stayed in some abandoned house last night. I wouldn't say I'm very attached to it, though.
[ there's a part of erwin that's desperate to get those memories back. he wants to know, he hates feeling known without knowing in return, and it's an issue he's a little at odds with.
however, this just makes him more willing to get to know falco again because if he saw something in him before, there's something in him now that's worthwhile. he thinks that over time, they can dull that feeling of disappointment in him.
the look levi gives him is met with an almost imperceptible nod and he lets levi guide the conversation a moment before putting in his own thoughts. ]
It's very generous of you to offer. I feel that it's smart to congregate with familiarity, even if on our end we're working back to it. I think I speak for both of us when I say we'd be more than happy to accept.
[ it may be a little too clear that falco attempts to hold how wide his smile could go by sucking in his lips. for one, despite the visits he has, he lives alone. it’s positively lonely at night and costs the boy a few nights sleeping in other places that contain a loved adult figure.
confetti seems to feel this bubble of positivity and gives a happy shrill, waving his feathery stubs. ]
It’s this way, in Crenshaw.
[ he’d also be happy to show them, if they were willing to follow. ]
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he's about to say something when levi speaks so he pauses long enough for him to finish: he can't agree with the first half because he doesn't remember him, but the last bit startles him just enough that he lets out a low laugh. ]
He's not wrong. I can't be held accountable for my own memory.
[ joking about it makes the moment less strange, he thinks, in the way that pressing forward with living makes everything about this place a little less strange.
still, he's gathered from this conversation that levi met falco after erwin had died, and that sobers him a little, like he's looking in through a window at a conversation he'd never been meant to hear.
he won't say that, though. ]
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The air ship—?
[ that's the only time that made sense for him— when he and gabi were beaten and tied, threatened to be thrown off the airship and only talked down because they were still children.
falco looks between both of them and weighs his words. he knows that erwin has passed on at some point. he knows how levi's future looks. well— he can at least say, it's good to see them together again. they were meaningful to each other. glued to the hip, if they could.
he finally has an answer and swallows, prepares his voice— a voice that briefly cracks. he's grown a year older here, and has entered a very awkward growing fase. ]
Do you both . . . Have a place to stay, yet? [ elaboration— ] I'm staying at a home, alone. There're extra rooms.
[ a room that they used to share. ]
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still, even if they can't remember it, it's plain to see that they were important to Falco, and he has no reason to believe Falco wasn't just as important to them. he's just going to trust in that.
he shares a quick glance with Erwin—meaningful? maybe, it's hard to tell with them—at Falco's mention of his living situation. ]
We stayed in some abandoned house last night. I wouldn't say I'm very attached to it, though.
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however, this just makes him more willing to get to know falco again because if he saw something in him before, there's something in him now that's worthwhile. he thinks that over time, they can dull that feeling of disappointment in him.
the look levi gives him is met with an almost imperceptible nod and he lets levi guide the conversation a moment before putting in his own thoughts. ]
It's very generous of you to offer. I feel that it's smart to congregate with familiarity, even if on our end we're working back to it. I think I speak for both of us when I say we'd be more than happy to accept.
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confetti seems to feel this bubble of positivity and gives a happy shrill, waving his feathery stubs. ]
It’s this way, in Crenshaw.
[ he’d also be happy to show them, if they were willing to follow. ]