[ he's never seen anything even remotely like this in Erwin's eyes before. it's a thought that would chill him to the bone if he wasn't so completely focused on finding any way to ease Erwin's pain as fast as possible.
he's at a loss, though. he won't give up, but what the fuck do you do when someone suddenly sprouts antlers out of their skull?
the sheer terror that Erwin is dying again hits a peak when Erwin's skin just starts falling off like it's nothing. he wants to throw himself at him and hold him as tight as he can as if that would keep him from going away again, but he has just enough awareness left to know it would probably just make it hurt more.
so he just waits, close but not too close, holding Erwin's hand and watching as he becomes something else. he has no idea what, but it's not something he's concerned with; no matter what parts Erwin loses or gains, he'll still be Erwin.
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he's at a loss, though. he won't give up, but what the fuck do you do when someone suddenly sprouts antlers out of their skull?
the sheer terror that Erwin is dying again hits a peak when Erwin's skin just starts falling off like it's nothing. he wants to throw himself at him and hold him as tight as he can as if that would keep him from going away again, but he has just enough awareness left to know it would probably just make it hurt more.
so he just waits, close but not too close, holding Erwin's hand and watching as he becomes something else. he has no idea what, but it's not something he's concerned with; no matter what parts Erwin loses or gains, he'll still be Erwin.
in the end, that's the only thing that matters. ]