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"Eren, t-there’s something I’ve been meaning to tell you," Armin whispered softly, calling Eren away from the rest of the showers-bound group and into the shadows.
"What is it?" Eren inquired, exhausted but perceptive enough to see that what Armin wanted to say was very important to him. It was clear as day in his nervous, shifting eyes and stuttering speech.
"I," Armin began, eyes suddenly closing in on his face. “I-"
"Jaeger!" the yell of Lance Corporal Levi reverberated from the building and into the dark night.
The two boys turned to find their leader staring down at them from the doorway to the mess hall feet away. “Did I tell you to leave?"
Eren automatically straightened his posture as he headed back into the hall. “No, sir!" He continued past his senior and into the building.
"And you," the Corporal’s eyes shifted to Armin, cowering in the shadows. “He’s taken."
Armin shook visibly, scared for his life. “Yes sir!"
The Corporal’s eyes narrowed infinitesimally before he abruptly turned to reenter the mess hall.