[What in the world... Armin's quite bewildered by everything involving this particular individual--from calling him a 'cutie' to the robe-like dressing (which he could have mistaken as a robe if not for just the quality of the material itself), but they (she?) seemed nice enough.
Of course, he doesn't move past turning and staring, until his manners catch up to him and he stammers out a greeting.]
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Of course, he doesn't move past turning and staring, until his manners catch up to him and he stammers out a greeting.]
O-oh, uh, were you talking to me?