[He isn't. Armin's smart, but Jean's determined. His limbs have been screaming in pain way too long and there's still Armin's leg to patch up. The exit couldn't have come at a better time.
Granted, it would have been great if it had led them back to the city instead of the desert, but he'll take that too, squinting at the sun as they exit the corridor without injury. With a thunk, a stone slab closes it behind them. Jean doesn't waste time to turn around, instead making his way over to a nearby ruin and gently setting Armin down on it.]
About time.
[Plucking that roll of bandages from Armin's hands before he has time to protest.]
We need to wrap your leg up.
[Don't protest, he's already getting down to one knee.]
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Granted, it would have been great if it had led them back to the city instead of the desert, but he'll take that too, squinting at the sun as they exit the corridor without injury. With a thunk, a stone slab closes it behind them. Jean doesn't waste time to turn around, instead making his way over to a nearby ruin and gently setting Armin down on it.]
About time.
[Plucking that roll of bandages from Armin's hands before he has time to protest.]
We need to wrap your leg up.
[Don't protest, he's already getting down to one knee.]