[Eren's consciousness shifts in a strange direction. Perhaps the flashback - this state of regression - wouldn't be so severe if it weren't for where they are right now, but...as it stands, he doesn't flatten back out as quickly as he usually does. A distance away, he can feel the numbness trying to trickle back in, but...he's so distracted by Aubrey's sobbing - so confused by it - that he can't quite shift back into the facade he's spent years constructing...]
Calm down...
[There's no edge to his voice. He adjusts a pillow under her head, trying to position her in such a way that minimizes any additional trauma to the wound. More and more, the edges of his consciousness begin to blacken and flatten, threatening to freeze him over once again - but the process never quite completes itself.
[He's not fifteen anymore, but he is...disoriented, perplexed...Aubrey's crying so hard. It makes sense. She isn't a soldier. She's never seen a titan like that--
[Was it a titan? Sure. What else would it be...?
[His voice when he speaks now sounds more like the version she's used to, but...even so, it's...patient. There's no ire to it; in fact, vague concern.]
We're safe. [The titan's gone. He killed it. It's alright now.]
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Calm down...
[There's no edge to his voice. He adjusts a pillow under her head, trying to position her in such a way that minimizes any additional trauma to the wound. More and more, the edges of his consciousness begin to blacken and flatten, threatening to freeze him over once again - but the process never quite completes itself.
[He's not fifteen anymore, but he is...disoriented, perplexed...Aubrey's crying so hard. It makes sense. She isn't a soldier. She's never seen a titan like that--
[Was it a titan? Sure. What else would it be...?
[His voice when he speaks now sounds more like the version she's used to, but...even so, it's...patient. There's no ire to it; in fact, vague concern.]
We're safe. [The titan's gone. He killed it. It's alright now.]
It's alright now.