I don't know.

[Finally, a small glimmer of the person he was the last time Aubrey had seen him. His fists are clenched around his pant legs, his teeth gritting momentarily; but it's really not quite like the Eren she knew - all of his anger is directed at himself, at his foolishness, at his rage, at the inevitably he created.

[He isn't looking at Aubrey.]

You...you have no idea what it means to live with this. Aubrey, I swear--

I wanted it to be different. I thought I could change it. I tried everything. I spent a lifetime trying.

[God, will he ever just rest? He curls in on himself, head hung low, hair falling all around him like a curtain.]

I didn't mean to leave you. I didn't want to leave you. If I could have stayed here forever, I would have.

[That's what will happen now, just as she's said; but it's different. 80% of the population has been crushed.]

I'll never be free. It doesn't matter what happens, or where I go, or who I am, or who I'm not.

I'll always be a fucking prisoner until the day I di-- [He cuts himself off - something between a laugh and a sob.]

Fuck...

None of it meant anything. Not one thing has changed.