[Eren only vaguely notices Aubrey lying down beside him. She's not at the bottom of the lake - that's good. He doesn't open his eyes yet, nor lower his hand. There's silence, for a time, as they float by.
[At her question, his eyes open - blue-green, pointed up at the sky, stretching out forever above him. His arm strains, fingers stretching ever farther. He looks like the Eren that Armin remembers so fondly.]
Don't you want to see what else is out there...?
[It's an old, leftover sentiment. He wanted it all so badly - fields of ice, endless seas of saltwater, mountains that spit fire. Anything he'd see in this place would only be an illusion; he knows that, and yet...he asks...]
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[At her question, his eyes open - blue-green, pointed up at the sky, stretching out forever above him. His arm strains, fingers stretching ever farther. He looks like the Eren that Armin remembers so fondly.]
Don't you want to see what else is out there...?
[It's an old, leftover sentiment. He wanted it all so badly - fields of ice, endless seas of saltwater, mountains that spit fire. Anything he'd see in this place would only be an illusion; he knows that, and yet...he asks...]