[It isn't that Eren's love was an illusion; Reiner's was. At least, that's how it looks to Eren (looked? Reiner can't be sure how he might feel now). As always, it was Reiner's actions that led them to the path they're on now - his lies, his betrayal. It all would have had to come out eventually; Reiner isn't sure that things would have ended differently if he hadn't bonded with Eren. Either way, they are where they are now. Eren is on a suicide mission, and this girl - his girl - seems to realize that.
[She grips her chest, she raises her palm, permanently marked (Eren's doing?). "I want to help him. Despite everything."
["I want him back." Are those Aubrey's words, or Reiner's? They strike him so deeply that he almost can't tell the difference. Did he imagine it? A thought that's crossed his mind a million times.
[If only life were different, he and Eren might have been able to find some form of happiness together; as comrades, as friends, as...whatever they were on track to be, whatever they are now. If only he could have him back. If only that were ever a possibility. If only he weren't destined to lose him from the moment they met.]
I want to help him too.
[Reiner shakes his head, stares down at his hands, palms up.]
We're at a point now where I don't even know that we can - back home, I mean. And we're still trying.
[Eren has that affect on people too.]
There is something wrong with us.
[In this moment, he means himself an Aubrey more than anyone. Armin, Mikasa, Jean - any of them. They wouldn't get it. They don't.]
What can we do?
[He sounds hopeless. His mind whispers, "We love him. He loves us too, doesn't he? And it kills him. It's fucking killing him."
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[She grips her chest, she raises her palm, permanently marked (Eren's doing?). "I want to help him. Despite everything."
["I want him back." Are those Aubrey's words, or Reiner's? They strike him so deeply that he almost can't tell the difference. Did he imagine it? A thought that's crossed his mind a million times.
[If only life were different, he and Eren might have been able to find some form of happiness together; as comrades, as friends, as...whatever they were on track to be, whatever they are now. If only he could have him back. If only that were ever a possibility. If only he weren't destined to lose him from the moment they met.]
I want to help him too.
[Reiner shakes his head, stares down at his hands, palms up.]
We're at a point now where I don't even know that we can - back home, I mean. And we're still trying.
[Eren has that affect on people too.]
There is something wrong with us.
[In this moment, he means himself an Aubrey more than anyone. Armin, Mikasa, Jean - any of them. They wouldn't get it. They don't.]
What can we do?
[He sounds hopeless. His mind whispers, "We love him. He loves us too, doesn't he? And it kills him. It's fucking killing him."
[Quietly, almost and afterthought.]
It really was my doing...I broke him.