I have love in me the likes of which you can scarcely imagine and rage the likes of which you would not believe. If I cannot satisfy the one, I will indulge the other.
[Just like a frightened, cornered animal, Eren rushes out of the cage, chest still heaving, right hand flexing anxiously - clench, unclench, twist, clench. The space around them is as vast and empty and featureless as always. He turns around to see if the elevator is there - if Aubrey is still there. He feels frantic.]
[He's still flexing his hand when she takes it. It's such a brief touch, but it sends an electric wave of goosebumps up his arm anyway. He stares at her. He stares at her for a long time.
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[And… there he goes.]
[Strangely, it doesn’t feel like a revelation at all.]
[Aubrey takes a moment, surveying the wreckage. The buttons. The metal. There’s nothing outside but him. Strange....]
[But she walks out. Steps out to Eren Jaeger, as he turns, and gives his clenching hand a squeeze. Just for a second. Doesn’t grab or linger.]
I’m here.
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[He looks...young. Nineteen. Frightened. Confused.]
I can't do this.
[He backs away. He stares. He turns to leave.
[Just like that, Aubrey is alone.]