[The bedroom is absolutely a judgement free-zone. And her mind absolutely goes to certain places the moment that Armin asks after her. She lifts her head, tilting her head with an almost shy smile. Her cheeks paint a faint pink.]
Anything, Armin, you know that.
[She settles on the bed, ankles crossed and hands folded over her lap. Is she deliberately trying to look cute.]
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Anything, Armin, you know that.
[She settles on the bed, ankles crossed and hands folded over her lap. Is she deliberately trying to look cute.]