Finn. The nickname pricks his heart with memories of Eren, the squeeze to his shoulder reminding him of how much he cares for her. Ugh. Will she be another person he can't protect, can't save?

He laughs, but the sound is half-hearted.

"I know you can handle it, but still, I'll be here for you. Just give me a shout on the shitty little flip phones we all get." He pulls out his Nokia-style phone, shows it to her.