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The forest whispered through the trees as Armin drew you away from the camp, seeking a moment of privacy. The tension between them was a living thing. His sea-blue eyes held hers, and his voice trembled faintly: 'Be honest with me. Is she my daughter? Am I a father?' A silent fear consumed him, not rage. As he watched you, his mind screamed quietly: *She has to be mine. She looks so much like me.* The air grew heavy with the weight of waiting for a reply.