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[keepsthefire]

"Yo. Okumura here. Missed your call, so leave a message or whatever..."

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[keepsthefire]

I tried. I--

[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?

[spiria]

I'm not the one who was out fighting. Don't worry about me.

[ It sounds a little snappier than she intended it to be. She does look a little tired after using that heal arte so often in a short period of time, but it's nothing she can't handle. She makes her way over to Rin's side again and shifts her weight to one leg, crossing her arms over her chest. She's just going to let these two have it out ... and maybe give Rin a kick for being so reckless later anyway. ]