[Most of the rest confirms what Aubrey already suspected—that Eren certainly thinks he’s sparing his comrades, saving them from some nebulous yet all-present doom, and that they don’t actually want it. Not like this.
[Nor is it surprising that they’re trying to stop him, what with how thoroughly Eren is aware they disapprove—but one part gives Aubrey pause. Her hands lower, curling uneasily under her chin instead.] Wait, damage he’s done? [She really hates to grill Armin like this. But it’s impossible to keep an edge of worry from her voice, even as she’s already certain it’s worse than pointless.] He always talked like it was something he would do, not that…
[Her turn to stare at the table. How long has it been since their last stalemate?] How long has this been in motion?
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[Childhood friendships are a killer, huh?]
[Most of the rest confirms what Aubrey already suspected—that Eren certainly thinks he’s sparing his comrades, saving them from some nebulous yet all-present doom, and that they don’t actually want it. Not like this.
[Nor is it surprising that they’re trying to stop him, what with how thoroughly Eren is aware they disapprove—but one part gives Aubrey pause. Her hands lower, curling uneasily under her chin instead.] Wait, damage he’s done? [She really hates to grill Armin like this. But it’s impossible to keep an edge of worry from her voice, even as she’s already certain it’s worse than pointless.] He always talked like it was something he would do, not that…
[Her turn to stare at the table. How long has it been since their last stalemate?] How long has this been in motion?