“Are you trying to imply I’m crazy or something?”
“Nah, man! I’m just thinkin‘…”
“…If anyone made us all up, it’d probably be you. You could be a chick in a coma somewhere, or somethin’!”
“But…Why me? What makes me mostly likely to be in a coma?”

“I dunno! I just chose you randomly, man… It could easily be Eren, and he’s some middle-aged balding man whose name is Bobby!”
“Well…We know we’re humans. Why wouldn’t a butterfly know its a butterfly?”
“I doubt it, dude. Does a butterfly know it’s a butterfly?”