astutior:
“Oh?” Mild curiosity seeps into his bones, but it’s not really his place to ask. Then again, Jean is hoping to get the cash from him. Well, everything has its price. “Betting money you don’t have isn’t very wise. What was it about?”
He averts his gaze, eyes finding the floor. He mumbles something incoherent, a lame explanation that he’s not proud of. Hand moving to rub at the back of his neck, he sighs. “...An’ it’s for Eren okay?”










