[“…that he hasn’t shown anyone in a long time.” Okay. Just. Twist that blade, a little bit. Give it a good shake.]

[Fortunately Reiner has more to say. Unfortunately, Aubrey’s been caught on her omission. She scratches the nack of her neck (the nape, always the nape she goes to, now), turning aside. “Used to be close” doesn’t seem to scratch the surface....]

I, uh. Don’t suppose you saw what happened during those memories, either…? [Only faintly a question.]

[Aubrey leans against the nearest wall, suddenly exhausted. The stone’s got nothing on that a embrace.] “Complex”… that’s a start.