[Eren knows very well what it feels like to have eyes on him - always, always, there are eyes on them. But this feels different; the two people who know them better than anyone, staring them down - judging, warning, mourning. Eren's hands squeeze Aubrey's again. His right hand clenches and unclenches around her a few more times after that.]
We should go somewhere else. [His voice is sharp.] We can.
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We should go somewhere else. [His voice is sharp.] We can.
To Shiga-- to the tree.