[On one hand, surprisingly tricky survey and Aubrey’s mildly embarrassed just thinking about some of it. On the other, promise of seeing Eren—and not even beat up. Of course she’s gonna take it.

[And of course Eren would start like that, too. She can’t be mad, really. Feels like it’s been too long.]

Ten. [Aubrey kept the pen, and points it at him teasingly. (There’s a smiley face on it, as a side note. Weird.)]