( Annie grimaces a little, looking away when she admits: )

I know. I've been listening to him talk at me for the last four years... he was good at lying to himself too.

( Hitch had come to her with all the boy problems. Armin had been the boy problem.

Not wanting to admit or address that, finding it absurd and also sweet in a fucked up, undeserved way, Annie lets it go. If she's a little flushed across her cheeks for the moment, so be it. That fades away on its own in time. )

Fine. I'll look into getting one of those things.

( New headache incoming: Annie realising in full that she may need to fake being a Titan Shifter, just because the majority of everyone is not... from... or aware... of how the Rumbling went. She looks back to Reiner. )

Is there anywhere to drink around here?

( Alcohol. She doesn't even like it, but it feels appropriate to wash down the bitter taste on the back of her tongue. Burn that clean. )