[That melody again. Mari might see that one green eye narrow; then, Eren is silent for a long few moments.
[Another one of Aubrey's friends? A voice that matches that strange, soothing tune.
[Eren whistles it at her - slow, without any of the tenderness or care that the memory of the tune carries. It's an eery, broken thing, coming from him. He waits for her reaction, if there will be one at all.]
this icon is very apropos
That makes two of us.
[That melody again. Mari might see that one green eye narrow; then, Eren is silent for a long few moments.
[Another one of Aubrey's friends? A voice that matches that strange, soothing tune.
[Eren whistles it at her - slow, without any of the tenderness or care that the memory of the tune carries. It's an eery, broken thing, coming from him. He waits for her reaction, if there will be one at all.]