[Useless; less than useless. Aubrey might be yelling for him, too; impossible to hear over Mikasa, over Eren, over her own thundrous heartbeat.]
[He’s mauling himself like this. And for what?]
[A flash: If he gets to Reiner, they’ll lose him for good.]
[Aubrey throws her arms around him.]
Eren.
[She jerks back, with all her weight; she knows damn well it’s an annoyance at best, if he’s bent enough. His name on her burns, the mark exploding like lightning across her body. She tries to lock her arms around Eren Jaeger; maybe his torso, aiming higher for his neck, where and if ever she can grab hold.]
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[Useless; less than useless. Aubrey might be yelling for him, too; impossible to hear over Mikasa, over Eren, over her own thundrous heartbeat.]
[He’s mauling himself like this. And for what?]
[A flash: If he gets to Reiner, they’ll lose him for good.]
[Aubrey throws her arms around him.]
Eren.
[She jerks back, with all her weight; she knows damn well it’s an annoyance at best, if he’s bent enough. His name on her burns, the mark exploding like lightning across her body. She tries to lock her arms around Eren Jaeger; maybe his torso, aiming higher for his neck, where and if ever she can grab hold.]
Stop.
[Still.
Down, boy.]