[Damn. Damn damn damn. He doesn't want this argument to be another reason for that blasted illness to rear its ugly head against Armin and cause him to begin bleeding again. He hates seeing him in such a state, constantly just a gentle push towards falling victim to it and the horrid symptoms that came with it.
There's a huff through clenched teeth and flared nose, hand diving in to his pocket. Phone out, thumb scrolling, then Armin's hand grabbed with the phone placed in it.
It was better than shoving the phone in his face, after all.]
I tried to talk to him, because he came to me first.
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[Damn. Damn damn damn. He doesn't want this argument to be another reason for that blasted illness to rear its ugly head against Armin and cause him to begin bleeding again. He hates seeing him in such a state, constantly just a gentle push towards falling victim to it and the horrid symptoms that came with it.
There's a huff through clenched teeth and flared nose, hand diving in to his pocket. Phone out, thumb scrolling, then Armin's hand grabbed with the phone placed in it.
It was better than shoving the phone in his face, after all.]
I tried to talk to him, because he came to me first.
[And then, to Kohaku:]
You're not gonna wear yourself out, are you?