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WARNING: Spoilers for chapter 126!
Seeing Her Again
Being in that town, sitting at that table, Armin was gladder than ever that he was still alive. He was glad that Connie had stopped him from sacrificing himself. Why? Because right there, right next to him, sat Annie.
Annie, who he'd seen frequently, but who'd been unable to speak or move the last four years. Annie, who they had not known for sure was even alive.
He'd talked to her a lot when she was trapped in the crystal, but now that she was free, able to hear and answer him, he couldn't get a word out of his mouth. He was so glad that she was okay, yet at the same time, some of the anger from the betrayal still lingered, even if he now understood her reasons a lot better than back then. He wanted to talk, but had no idea where to start. And if he did, would Annie even answer? She'd never been much of a talker.
Connie, on the other hand, was more of a chatterbox than him and Annie put together, so having him here with them right now fortunately destroyed any chances of an awkward silence. Not that he really said anything useful, too busy making fun of Annie's eating habits, but Armin appreciated the tension breaker. That and he was glad Connie found himself a distraction from his dark thoughts.
But he couldn't let Connie continue his pointless chatter forever, and he was sure the guy didn't want to, either. They had work to do, and it'd be good if they could talk Annie in to joining them.
"Annie" he said, turning the blonde's attention to him instead of Connie "Help us save the world."