Visage bore a downcast countenance that betrayed the impression he wanted to give. It was painfully obvious that the blond was worried over his friend and his training. Yet Armin had to trust the Survey Corps to take care of Eren, trust that any harm inflicted on him was for his benefit. Armin knew that there wasn't any other option when it came to training Eren, and thus kept a more rational approach towards the matter, despite his worries.
❝Mikasa... Don't worry. Eren is in capable hands.❞
He could not say the same for his black haired friend.















