[Shoving the spotlight right back, then. It’s an old tactic. Not hostile this time, though; it’s somewhere between endearing and strange to realize that.]
[Aubrey’s quiet for a while, again. Romantically, Eren’s name takes the space it’s damn well earned. She probably doesn’t need to tell him that she couldn’t be “done” with him, ever, if she tried—and at this point, she doesn’t want to, for better and worse and every unexpected thing between.
[Not like she hasn’t tried to be done with him, before. It just didn’t work. And this wasn’t the first time.]
I don’t know. It’s not like you are with Armin, but… I definitely convinced everyone I was over my friends, for a few years. [How long has it been since she told Eren that sordid story? There was a lot she left out....]
It’s funny. For a long time I thought I never wanted to see any of them again. [Behind her, and reflected against Eren in turn, a frozen moment: a church, a confrontation. Three lost kids in a corridor, with nowhere to go but at each other.]
Some of them just… forced the issue. [How are they doing, anyway? Is time passing back home? Aubrey looks away, pained.] Who knows where we’d stand now....
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[Shoving the spotlight right back, then. It’s an old tactic. Not hostile this time, though; it’s somewhere between endearing and strange to realize that.]
[Aubrey’s quiet for a while, again. Romantically, Eren’s name takes the space it’s damn well earned. She probably doesn’t need to tell him that she couldn’t be “done” with him, ever, if she tried—and at this point, she doesn’t want to, for better and worse and every unexpected thing between.
[Not like she hasn’t tried to be done with him, before. It just didn’t work. And this wasn’t the first time.]
I don’t know. It’s not like you are with Armin, but… I definitely convinced everyone I was over my friends, for a few years. [How long has it been since she told Eren that sordid story? There was a lot she left out....]
It’s funny. For a long time I thought I never wanted to see any of them again. [Behind her, and reflected against Eren in turn, a frozen moment: a church, a confrontation. Three lost kids in a corridor, with nowhere to go but at each other.]
Some of them just… forced the issue. [How are they doing, anyway? Is time passing back home? Aubrey looks away, pained.] Who knows where we’d stand now....