[The mixed thoughts, that is. The feelings. Being furious with Eren, but unable to not pry for the better still left in him. Being unable not to chase him, to the ends of the earth and then some.
[Because Eren Jaeger is a coward. It’s a very human thing. And it’s impossible not to care.]
[For the most part, Armin’s words, his anger and his grief, command the room. It’s enough, all the more impassioned in its quiet, to fill the space and then some. But there was just a moment, as he described being beat: the screen behind him flickered to life again, a violent shadow in a window. Aubrey’s attention only strayed for a moment; it was all she needed to know.]
[Then: “He wasn’t. Not always.”
[A boy.
[And then he’s gone.]
[Armin makes his final promise; a threat, a gloat, a declaration of love. Ever-admirable, ever-steady.]
Armin…
[And then the wall comes to life again, stealing Aubrey’s focus once more. It’s not her memory.]
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[It makes sense.]
[The mixed thoughts, that is. The feelings. Being furious with Eren, but unable to not pry for the better still left in him. Being unable not to chase him, to the ends of the earth and then some.
[Because Eren Jaeger is a coward. It’s a very human thing. And it’s impossible not to care.]
[For the most part, Armin’s words, his anger and his grief, command the room. It’s enough, all the more impassioned in its quiet, to fill the space and then some. But there was just a moment, as he described being beat: the screen behind him flickered to life again, a violent shadow in a window. Aubrey’s attention only strayed for a moment; it was all she needed to know.]
[Then: “He wasn’t. Not always.”
[A boy.
[And then he’s gone.]
[Armin makes his final promise; a threat, a gloat, a declaration of love. Ever-admirable, ever-steady.]
Armin…
[And then the wall comes to life again, stealing Aubrey’s focus once more. It’s not her memory.]
[It’s not Armin’s, either.]