[ Again, Reiner blinks, his confusion growing by the second. Is Armin a skilled enough liar to fake a blush? How would that even work? And why is Armin protesting so much? Reiner can't recall Armin ever acting so … weirdly defensive. It's not even the foundation for a good lie; it's just weird.
Is Armin genuinely just trying to fuck with Reiner's head? ]
… Right.
[ He looks Armin up and down, assessing him more carefully. Definitely older, maybe Jean or Eren's age. (That likely makes Armin a little older than Reiner, which will never stop being weird.) Reiner thought that he was done dealing with weird timeline bullshit, at least for a while. And yet, here he is. ]
So, when was the last time you saw me? [ He cocks an eyebrow. ] Not that you were happy to see me, then.
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Is Armin genuinely just trying to fuck with Reiner's head? ]
… Right.
[ He looks Armin up and down, assessing him more carefully. Definitely older, maybe Jean or Eren's age. (That likely makes Armin a little older than Reiner, which will never stop being weird.) Reiner thought that he was done dealing with weird timeline bullshit, at least for a while. And yet, here he is. ]
So, when was the last time you saw me? [ He cocks an eyebrow. ] Not that you were happy to see me, then.