[Strong memories… even false ones, then. Fantasies?

[Aubrey’s still not sure what Eren meant, about trying to prevent an inevitability… but however that reality happened, it didn’t in the world they’ve been left with. And it’s not the one they stand in now, Mikasa’s scarf wrapped snugly back around her.

[Eren chose her, in that end. Only her; not even Armin. Now, he’s thumbing her tears, swaying with her. As if, had the circumstances allowed, he really would have lived with her like that for the rest of their years. They can do that here.

[Aubrey stays back, stays quiet. She thumbs at her ring. She feels like an intruder. That’s all.]