Armin has slowly fluttered into a state of depression, always guarding Annie's shimmering crystal. Annie remains crystallised, a single tear frozen on her cheek, torturing Armin silently, making his guilt cloud around him. Will she ever wake?
I sonically flew up the stairwell, hopefully narrowing the distance between me and Annie. Then I saw Captain Levi, he'd help. Wait I forgot. His cleaning supplies are dramatically short, he has his own crisis. I was near the flights ending when I heard a rustling, it prolonged the time it sounded as I crept towards it. Then I could see her. Annie, come out...
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~Annie's POV~ He drew his hand out at me like I'm an injured specimen... How rude Armin... Wh-what? Why am I doing this? Why am I reaching for him? This makes no sense... He pulled me closer into a tight hug and mumbled the same two words over and over endlessly, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry... My hair feels damp, is he crying? Steadily I hug Armin back and collapse. Then he holds me away looking dead into my eyes, just chiming his thoughts. "Annie. I'm going to get you out of here. I'll help in any way. Annie please." Everything went black after that, I could hear Armin clattering about. What were you talking about, with all your assisting me to escape? Armin?
