[Eren can feel her gripping his wrist, loosening, gripping again, loosening. It's grounding, somehow. There's trust there. For a moment, he can immerse himself in his memory.
[Armin. Mikasa. Conny. Sasha. Even Jean...He'd let any of them hold onto him while they bled. He'd save any one of their lives.
[The thought spurs him in the side. He's thrust back into the present - back to reality, or whatever version of reality this universe can offer. Coldness creeps back into his expression, but Aubrey isn't out of the woods yet.]
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[Armin. Mikasa. Conny. Sasha. Even Jean...He'd let any of them hold onto him while they bled. He'd save any one of their lives.
[The thought spurs him in the side. He's thrust back into the present - back to reality, or whatever version of reality this universe can offer. Coldness creeps back into his expression, but Aubrey isn't out of the woods yet.]
Can you focus?
I need your help now.