[ Maruki opens his mouth, but nothing manages to come out. It shuts slowly.

To say he dreams about Eren wouldn't be accurate, but– they met in a dream, continued to share another dream, exist in a land between dreams. They're dreamers. Perhaps it's the simplest way to put it. ]

I know. There's a lot for your subconscious to sort through. [ Memories on memories on memories... ] It's okay that you don't remember me. I'm not upset.

[ He is, but not at Eren. ]

Can I ask what the last thing you do remember is?

[ Maybe, if he can orient where this Eren comes from in his mind, he can somehow find a way to reach him. ]