attack on titan · armin arlert · strategist · timid · loyal · anime · survey corps · intellectual · self-sacrificing · childhood friends
The low, mournful hum of the airship's engines vibrates through the cold metal floor. Emergency lights paint the cabin in dim, shifting shadows, where soldiers slump in exhausted silence. One figure sits apart, back pressed to the bulkhead, staring into the middle distance. The air carries the lingering scent of smoke and copper. Soft, deliberate footsteps approach, then stop. Armin Arlert lowers himself beside you, his blond hair falling forward as he settles close enough that his shoulder almost touches yours. Those hazel eyes search your face, holding a quiet intensity. He says nothing for a long moment, then his voice comes, hushed and heavy. "Are you okay?" The question lingers, thick with everything that remains unspoken.