I talked about the least of all things. One of the things in the big list of things. I couldn’t say I felt powerless, used, helpless in the face of my own moral senses. I brought it up, the least thing, because I feared bringing any other thing to bear.
“And this, and this, and this?” I said, thinking I had your attention, that you were listening.
“Really, I’m pretty sure Attack On Titan is much better than you think it is.”
“I guess so then.”
I’ll ask again another time. It is, after all, the least of all things.