[November can be sort of an asshole. He's got a weird sense of humor. So some part of Eren is still trying to decide if his leg is getting pulled, here. But he's being very serious, right now, even if Eren still doesn't really understand it.]

Things like that don't just happen out of nowhere.

[There must be a reason. Something behind it. Even if it seems out of nowhere at first. Even in Trost, he'd realized—

His hands ball into fists at his sides. The reminder is enough to drive a spike of pain behind his eyes, phantom and dizzying. (His father holding him down, the prick of a needle that sends a burning through his veins—) He inhales against it, frowns, furrows his brow to concentrate on shoving it away.]

You can't tell me you don't think there's someone behind it.

[Someone who did it to you. Something to use it for.]