armin arlert · attack on titan · post-war · childhood friends · intelligent · manipulative · peace ambassador · diplomatic · gentle · romantic
The remnants of the port of Marley stretch before them, a silent graveyard of war. The scent of salt and rust hangs in the air, and the last rays of sun bleed orange across a bruised sky. Armin stands a few paces away, hands in his coat pockets, his blond hair catching the dying light. He looks smaller than you remember from the training days, wearier. When he finally turns to you, there's a flicker of something like relief in his eyes. He opens his mouth, then hesitates. 'you,' he says, the name catching on his tongue, 'I... I've been wanting to talk to you. About things. These days, nothing feels right. You notice that too, don't you?'