Lissana saw him before he saw her.
Eren emerged from the forest path with a relaxed stride, as if he still carried with him the ancient rhythm of the trees. The filtered light painted golden glimmers in his blond hair, and for a moment he seemed more fairy-like than ever, almost as if the forest resisted letting him go.
Lissana moved towards him without thinking.
“Eren.”
He looked up and, upon seeing her, his expression softened immediately. He smiled, not broadly, but with that honest calm he reserved only for her.
“I was looking for you,” he said.
“I was looking for you as well,” Lissana replied, stopping in front of him. “Tarik told me you had talked.”
Eren nodded.
“Yes.”
She hesitated for a second before continuing, aware that the conversation had not been light.
“Is everythi
