[He shifts, looking down at Armin again. He's careful to lean his head against his shoulder, staving off the dizziness for the moment.]
Like my body's on fire.
[Whether its' the stinging, the sun, or the general lack of blood, he doesn't know. All he knows is that his sweating and lightheadedness hasn't gone away.]
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Like my body's on fire.
[Whether its' the stinging, the sun, or the general lack of blood, he doesn't know. All he knows is that his sweating and lightheadedness hasn't gone away.]
Why am I naked?
[That's really forward of you, Armin.]