[Eren doesn't want it to go haywire again either. Here he is, lying in Aubrey's embrace, pleasantly warm in the chilly Barracks. Even so, the memory of the prison still leaks into his subconscious drop by drop. Rage threatens to stiffen his muscles, make his grip uncomfortable - he fights this off as best he can.
[Worse still than the rage, he feels something more deeply unsettling. He feels the brokenness of his heart and of his spirit; the way he felt, curled up on himself, screaming into the darkness for what felt like hours. His voice is still raw and hoarse, nearly gone. He mirrors Aubrey's deep breath. He doesn't want them to crumble again. Not yet. He just got her back. But the demons are loud.]
You know about your friend.
[Armin made it sound like they'd all been together, anyway.]
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[Worse still than the rage, he feels something more deeply unsettling. He feels the brokenness of his heart and of his spirit; the way he felt, curled up on himself, screaming into the darkness for what felt like hours. His voice is still raw and hoarse, nearly gone. He mirrors Aubrey's deep breath. He doesn't want them to crumble again. Not yet. He just got her back. But the demons are loud.]
You know about your friend.
[Armin made it sound like they'd all been together, anyway.]
Right?