[There’s something about Eren’s anger that doesn’t phase her anymore. It’s a jumpscare; he’s abrupt, he’s enraged, and Aubrey does flinch from the surprise alone (hard not to, the way he sends the room shaking)—but much as he spits venom, his words are impotent. They both know it. Why is he bothering with this?]
I— I wasn’t saying I hate you. [It’s disbelief on her face, more than anything, as Aubrey raises her hands; not high, not a full surrender, but a motion approaching it. What’s going on? Should she be concerned?] You know I can’t, for long— What don’t you believe?
[In her confusion, in turn, she barely takes note of “I could have given you everything you wanted.” But clearly, Eren doesn’t know what she wants at all....]
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[There’s something about Eren’s anger that doesn’t phase her anymore. It’s a jumpscare; he’s abrupt, he’s enraged, and Aubrey does flinch from the surprise alone (hard not to, the way he sends the room shaking)—but much as he spits venom, his words are impotent. They both know it. Why is he bothering with this?]
I— I wasn’t saying I hate you. [It’s disbelief on her face, more than anything, as Aubrey raises her hands; not high, not a full surrender, but a motion approaching it. What’s going on? Should she be concerned?] You know I can’t, for long— What don’t you believe?
[In her confusion, in turn, she barely takes note of “I could have given you everything you wanted.” But clearly, Eren doesn’t know what she wants at all....]