The minute the crowd of cadets had surrounded them at their table, Eren knew that it would cause Armin some discomfort; knowing that his friend had never been one for strangers or large crowds, especially not while eating. Whilst he was talking; telling the tale of what he had seen at Shingashina, and trying to seem as if the Titan’s weren’t something to be afraid of - okay, he was bragging, but he hated to admit that he was just as afraid as everybody else was, so he thought it was right, his hand never moved from it’s spot on Armin’s thigh, Eren having placed it there in a narrow attempt to keep him calm whilst they were surrounded by eager new acquaintances.
“He was? At least he wasn’t a part of the Military Police. Useless bastards.” He grumbled under his breath, remembering how unhelpful the MP members he had encountered in his hometown had been during his time living there as a child, before the Titan’s showed up and destroyed it. “I’m assuming that he was one of the more dedicated soldiers, one of the best considering he’s still alive, too.” He shrugged, drinking his water slowly to wash down a particularly dry piece of meat, not that he was complaining, he was glad to have any at all; meat being especially scarce these days.
Eren frowned in concern when Armin pushed away a near full plate, but decided not to push him to eat more or mention that he had hardly eaten at all. His frown was replaced with a rather bright smile at the mention of the ocean as he remembered their childish fantasies of one day escaping the walls and being free.
“I don’t know if it’s really a possibility, Armin.” He admitted with a sigh. “But I sure hope we can.. one day.”
At least while everyone was around Armin couldn’t hear any of the voices in his head, thanks to Eren. He was really afraid of what could possibly happen, if for any reason he lost it under the pressure of being around so many people at once. He hated it. He much rathered being by himself and reading, but if the voices continued to grow louder the way they were, he was afraid that he would have to lose a hobby of his. At least with Eren around him, he could read in silence, but... Would he always be there for him?
“It is impressive that he’s still alive after all of that... He didn’t ever looked thrilled to come back...”
Armin knew why of course. Being a squad leader, he would have to come back to everyone, bringing back what they could of loved ones and be forced to tell them that they haven’t made any progress. He could see why Carla-- No, he couldn’t think about her. He had to change his mind about it before he profusely apologized for it again.
Armin’s mind quickly went on the Military Police, something that they previously talked about. He couldn’t help but agree that they had done nothing but scoff at everyone around them since they knew they were living a life of luxury inside of the walls. He knew that only the top ten would be able to go to the Military Police, but their skills wouldn’t be used at all unless there was a titan invasion, but he was sure that if nothing did ever happen that their training was in vain.
Hearing Eren’s statement about being unsure that they were going to see the ocean, Armin’s eyes widened and he squeezed onto the other, shaking his head, He wasn’t going to take “I don’t know” as an option at this point. He Had to. It was his goal that he at least wanted to stay alive for, and he was sure that at this point, if he let go, the voices were going to taunt him, saying that he would never reach it.
“No Eren.... We’re going to... We have to...”
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