["Not breathing." Aubrey makes it sound like he's a corpse; of course, he would be. But why would she bother saying so if...
[The pain is unbearable. Mikasa's never felt anything worse. She's excellent at steeling herself, at appearing unbothered - but she can't. Her face contorts with pain, her hand grips her heart.]
What do you mean...?
You've talked to him?
[If it's true, then...It feels like too much to bear. She can't get her hopes up. Not until she knows. Not until she sees him. There are so many illusions in this world.]
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[The pain is unbearable. Mikasa's never felt anything worse. She's excellent at steeling herself, at appearing unbothered - but she can't. Her face contorts with pain, her hand grips her heart.]
What do you mean...?
You've talked to him?
[If it's true, then...It feels like too much to bear. She can't get her hopes up. Not until she knows. Not until she sees him. There are so many illusions in this world.]
Tell me everything, Aubrey.