[ The card is discarded, and the pile ignored – Maruki doesn't want Eren to take his hands off of him for even a second to grab another.

Besides...

Perhaps they don't need them now.

He tips his head back against Eren's shoulder, eyes closed, and breathes deep. ]

Is it strange if I only want... this?

[ A soft sound of frustration immediately follows it. Not at Eren, only at himself. He's not explaining this well. ]

I always feel safe in your hands, and I think... I think I'd just like to feel them. [ A beat, and his cheeks start feeling hot. ] Anywhere you want to touch, I want it too. If that's okay...