astutior:
  âOh?â Mild curiosity seeps into his bones, but itâs not really his place to ask. Then again, Jean is hoping to get the cash from him. Well, everything has its price. âBetting money you donât have isnât very wise. What was it about?â
He averts his gaze, eyes finding the floor. He mumbles something incoherent, a lame explanation that heâs not proud of. Hand moving to rub at the back of his neck, he sighs. â...Anâ itâs for Eren okay?âÂ












