[Numbers are abstract things. Here’s a year; only important for calendars, really. Here’s a date; just another day, and probably forgettable all in all. Time, even place, doesn’t matter here. People do. Here’s a handful: faces she’s known, missed, longed for, here or there. A soldier could name even more, and they could maybe fill a city, and they’d all be mourned. But here’s a thousand people: they’re a crowd at a distance, good as faceless. Millions? A statistic. Billions? Forget it.
[Here’s one person: his name is Eren Jaeger, and he’s the end of the world.]
[How the fuck do you wrap your head around that?
[Aubrey doesn’t feel like laughing.]
[Just as abruptly, she stands up. Starts walking away. Stops, turns back, steps to the grave. No, back down the hill, Shiga— …where a town should be—]
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[Unfathomable.]
[Numbers are abstract things. Here’s a year; only important for calendars, really. Here’s a date; just another day, and probably forgettable all in all. Time, even place, doesn’t matter here. People do. Here’s a handful: faces she’s known, missed, longed for, here or there. A soldier could name even more, and they could maybe fill a city, and they’d all be mourned. But here’s a thousand people: they’re a crowd at a distance, good as faceless. Millions? A statistic. Billions? Forget it.
[Here’s one person: his name is Eren Jaeger, and he’s the end of the world.]
[How the fuck do you wrap your head around that?
[Aubrey doesn’t feel like laughing.]
[Just as abruptly, she stands up. Starts walking away. Stops, turns back, steps to the grave. No, back down the hill, Shiga— …where a town should be—]
[She faces Eren.]
You’re a coward.