[Eren's hand does linger, and Armin wishes it would longer, by the time it's taken away. The way he tucks his hair behind his ear, as if no one could possibly understand what's going on in his head. It makes Armin smile, just a little.
[At his last few words, however, the smile fades. Armin's eyes drop to the ground.]
I wish you wouldn't talk like that...
[Best not to linger on that potential argument, though. He looks back to Eren, and smiles again. This one isn't quite as genuine.
[It's anxious.]
I've never come close to guessing right, no. There are some patterns, maybe, but...nothing so definitive that it can't be written off as coincidence.
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[At his last few words, however, the smile fades. Armin's eyes drop to the ground.]
I wish you wouldn't talk like that...
[Best not to linger on that potential argument, though. He looks back to Eren, and smiles again. This one isn't quite as genuine.
[It's anxious.]
I've never come close to guessing right, no. There are some patterns, maybe, but...nothing so definitive that it can't be written off as coincidence.
They certainly know their game...