[Aubrey’s watching; she’s not watching, trying to survey the roofline, does she have any chance in hell of roof-hopping if she has t— What the hell is that thing.

[She tries to stay ducked out of sight, even taking her bow off so nothing sticks out; if she loses it, fine, the world’s given it back before. But at the crash, she can’t help but look—and Eren’s slain the beast.]

[Her hands cover her mouth, but—
“You can do this! I love you!”]