[Aubrey's practice has been paying off; that, or the familiarity and comfort of the barracks has gotten to such a point that they really can find it just as if it were home. Eren knows first hand that a home isn't an easy thing to forget.
[It happens as it usually does. Eren closes his eyes, and when he opens them again, he and Aubrey, still embracing, are in their makeshift sanctuary - the empty beds, the pillow fort in the center, that bit of chill that never quite faded, but only cools his warm skin now (made warmer by the alcohol - the cool air is a relief).
[They aren't alone.
[In the center of the pillow fort, two shadows kneel, facing each other. They don't resemble Aubrey and Eren, but there is one man and one woman. Surrounding them are half-melted candles, flickering with illusory flames. The shadows' hands are clasped together - unlike the others, they have at least one feature to their faces - a smile, warm and loving.
[Eren recognizes the scene immediately. He takes Aubrey's hand, eyes on the shadows. He kneels where he's standing, gently tugging at Aubrey to follow.]
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[It happens as it usually does. Eren closes his eyes, and when he opens them again, he and Aubrey, still embracing, are in their makeshift sanctuary - the empty beds, the pillow fort in the center, that bit of chill that never quite faded, but only cools his warm skin now (made warmer by the alcohol - the cool air is a relief).
[They aren't alone.
[In the center of the pillow fort, two shadows kneel, facing each other. They don't resemble Aubrey and Eren, but there is one man and one woman. Surrounding them are half-melted candles, flickering with illusory flames. The shadows' hands are clasped together - unlike the others, they have at least one feature to their faces - a smile, warm and loving.
[Eren recognizes the scene immediately. He takes Aubrey's hand, eyes on the shadows. He kneels where he's standing, gently tugging at Aubrey to follow.]
Face me...