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"Why do you say thereâs nothing anyone can do, if you havenât even asked for help?" Hanji fired back. Her eyes narrowed in frustration behind her thick glasses. "In individual combat it doesnât matter as much, but if youâre preoccupied with whatever this is when weâre sortied, then weâre all preoccupied."
"Oh! Oh no, I am very sorry, Hanji. I didnât mean to upset you. I only meant thatâŠ" Armin scrambled for the proper wording, "I mean that there is a certain level of intimacy necessary to solve certain personal problems, as you know, and I have yet to find the correct person and position to burden it on."
Hoping she wouldnât be further aggravated with his supposedly terrible teamwork skills, Armin quickly threw open the door. His heart hammered for a moment. He was grateful that there was evident signs of previous cleaning, but no one present that would be able to answer any questions. âGreatâŠ. Someone must have moved it. I bet it was Eren. He mentioned possibly stopping by, but I didnât expect it. Oh wellâŠ.â
"Well, where's Eren now? Levi was grumbling about putting him on latrine duty..."













