[Armin can feel his cheeks heat up. Suddenly, he is acutely aware of Angel's body right next to his, the way her face is turned up to look at him, her small hands between his own. This close, he can even make out the freckles dusting the bridge of her nose and cheeks.
He can feel his throat go dry and he shouldn't be thinking like this at all, right? Noticing any of this. Angel is a friend, just a friend. She's always been friendly and outgoing with him, always quick to touch. Maybe a bit quicker even, the last month. But, he reasons, that is from Krieg leaving. Sometimes you just need a physical reminder of the people, the friends, that are still here. It doesn't mean anything.]
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He can feel his throat go dry and he shouldn't be thinking like this at all, right? Noticing any of this. Angel is a friend, just a friend. She's always been friendly and outgoing with him, always quick to touch. Maybe a bit quicker even, the last month. But, he reasons, that is from Krieg leaving. Sometimes you just need a physical reminder of the people, the friends, that are still here. It doesn't mean anything.]
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