[hey, somebody else's wings are always cooler to look at than your own. As opposed to Davesprite's bright, sunshine orange feathers, Eren's are navy blue, metallic, almost gunmetal. The white feathers have a pearly sheen. A very organic interpretation of the Survey Corps' Wings of Freedom]

... Kind of heavy, actually. Well.. not heavy... [he frowns, trying to think of how he can describe it] It's kind of like when you... have a sore or something in your mouth, and you pay a lot of attention to it until you get used to it? I'm not used to them yet, so I'm really... aware of them. [he flashes a bright, genuine smile] But I love them! I can't wait until I'm strong enough to fly with them.