[Eren only glances at the menu for a moment when Hythlodaeus points. It seems to be some sort of sandwich or something like that. Eren really couldn't care less; in that, he realizes just how hungry he is. Who knows when the last time he ate was before coming here?
[When Hythlodaeus speaks of where he's from, Eren only slightly raises his eyebrows; a look of vague interest, maybe, or just enough to tell his companion that he's listening, but all he really feels is a cold bitterness. Imagine a world where no one ever starved or slept on the streets - throw out killing and dying while you're at it, and maybe everyone just so happened to get along too.]
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[When Hythlodaeus speaks of where he's from, Eren only slightly raises his eyebrows; a look of vague interest, maybe, or just enough to tell his companion that he's listening, but all he really feels is a cold bitterness. Imagine a world where no one ever starved or slept on the streets - throw out killing and dying while you're at it, and maybe everyone just so happened to get along too.]
You come from a privileged place.