[You lucked out, Eren--Crow's too busy soaking in how great solid ground is that he won't even notice your lack of grace. Even more--he didn't expect you to have any to begin with!

The affectionate gesture when he sits up is appreciated, his smile only growing at that little whap against his head.]

I should be saying that to you. Pretty sure I'd be an icicle any way you slice it.

[He gets up, starting to follow Eren to gather some firewood.]

Brings back memories of camping, though, I guess.