[Anger gives way to a duller type of misery as Eren breaks away from the last kiss. He releases his grip on her skull, his arm falling limp at his side, like it's too heavy to keep holding up. He feels a familiar rot settling in. None of it - hurtful words, hollow kisses, subtle threats - made him feel any less repulsive than when this conversation (if you can even call it that) began.
[He wants to turn his head away from her and finds that he can't.
[Aubrey. To think she'd been smiling and laughing only hours ago. And now she's dead.
[What lesson is the universe trying to teach them this time?]
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[He wants to turn his head away from her and finds that he can't.
[Aubrey. To think she'd been smiling and laughing only hours ago. And now she's dead.
[What lesson is the universe trying to teach them this time?]
Say something.
[His voice holds no warmth, no patience.]
Tell me why you brought us here.