[He’s right, though. Isn’t he? Did she not have this exact thought before? …Not that it stopped her then.
[It should stop her now, the way this is more genuine emotion than Eren’s shown yet. It’s a familiar sentiment, too—stop making me confront this. Just shut up. Be quiet. Don’t get involved; you don’t know anything. And while that was good for Aubrey, by some definition of “good”… she really doesn’t know much, here. She didn’t need to explain that again.]
[Aubrey is getting really, really tired of Eren being right.]
Fine. That’s all I had to say, anyway. [Her hands drop. So does the crease of her brow, finally, finally letting some of her own emotion show. If she feels bad now, it’s for Armin’s sake, not Eren’s.] You asked.
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[He’s right, though. Isn’t he? Did she not have this exact thought before? …Not that it stopped her then.
[It should stop her now, the way this is more genuine emotion than Eren’s shown yet. It’s a familiar sentiment, too—stop making me confront this. Just shut up. Be quiet. Don’t get involved; you don’t know anything. And while that was good for Aubrey, by some definition of “good”… she really doesn’t know much, here. She didn’t need to explain that again.]
[Aubrey is getting really, really tired of Eren being right.]
Fine. That’s all I had to say, anyway. [Her hands drop. So does the crease of her brow, finally, finally letting some of her own emotion show. If she feels bad now, it’s for Armin’s sake, not Eren’s.] You asked.
[You’re the one that keeps showing up…]