The boy with a brilliant mind

"Oh, hello Jean. Nothing really, just reading. How about you?"

The boys words were music to his ears, “Alright but ya’ gotta have somethin’ in mind, right? I mean, ya can’t leave this up ta me. God only knows what we’d end up doin’”

"All right, so definitely not letting you choose, hm?" He winked to Jean lightheartedly, a hand reaching to push some of the golden tresses away from his eyes. "For what we should do, however... I'm afraid I'm at a loss. I can't really think of much, especially since we're stuck here." He hummed in thought, pacing around (which made the situation look a lot more serious than what it really was). "Yeah, I'm here with nothing. Unless you want to do something in here such as origami or cleaning." he joked.

"Oh, hello Jean. Nothing really, just reading. How about you?"

"Well, maybe you’d like to spend the resta you’re day with me?" he said, sobering. "I’m not too busy" 

"As for spending the day with you, that sounds splendid." By this time his arm had been returned to his side. "For what we're doing, though, I think I'll leave that up to you." He winked.

"Oh, hello Jean. Nothing really, just reading. How about you?"

"Plus, I figured if I brought you some food, ya might wanna hang out for a while." He shrugged, taking a sip. "You don’t have any plans for the rest of the night, do ya?"

"I would've hung out with you, anyway." He laughed for what seemed to me the umpteenth time that day, cerulean eyes flickering to Jean's gaze. "And no, not really. I was planing to read and mess around seeing as though everyone is busy as of lately."  

"Oh, hello Jean. Nothing really, just reading. How about you?"

"But speakin’ of food, ya hungry? You’ve been cooped up in here for a while now, so I thought I’d bring ya somethin’" Leaning to the side he grabbed his bag and pulled out a small thing of bread and cheese, "It’s all I could grab from the kitchen, they’re makin’ supper…"

"You did? Now that you mention it though..." he gave a nervous chuckle, scratching the back of his head a bit sheepishly. "Sometimes I get too caught up in a book and forget to eat, so thanks. But are you sure it's all right? Taking it from the kitchen, I mean."

"Oh, hello Jean. Nothing really, just reading. How about you?"

"Hey, I’m not the baby here, short-stack." Jean ruffled Armins hair with his free hand. I learned how cute you are when you smile, he thought, pulling away from the smaller boy ever so slightly. “Nah, nothing too much. Nothing interesting at least. I mean, besides what you’ve taught me.” He smiled down at the blonde, “Uh so what are you up to? I mean, besides this. You’ve got the day off, right?”

"Who'ere you calling short." The blond male huffed, arms crossing over his chest in a small pout. He then rolled his eyes and laughed, "Anyway, you're day sounds boring. I suppose mine hasn't been too interesting, either, though... I've mainly been reading this and trying to think on the Titans a bit, is all." Thin fingers moved into his hair, threading through the dulled blond tresses. "It's a bit funny, really. I mean, think of how silly we must seem to them, the Titans that is. Honestly, it seems trivial."

"Oh, hello Jean. Nothing really, just reading. How about you?"

"Hey, who you callin’ a baby?" Jean laughed, throwing an arm around his friend. He was happy to let his comrade explain things like this to him. Not that he was all that interested in some dead guys journal about plants, but Armin really enjoyed this stuff. He talked about it with such passion and spirit, you almost wanted to like it as much as him. A small smile played at the corners of Jeans lips as he watched the blonde flip through pages, explaining this and that, “Oh, so it was uh, Carn-Caniv-” He furrowed his brow, giving up, “The damn thing ate meat.” 

"The only other person in the room." Cerulean eyes shined with amusement while he gently elbowed Jean's side. "A carnivore, yes." A gentle laugh passed through his chapped lips. "Which is weird to think about, I don't really think about insects having meat on them." Blond locks swayed whilst he shook his head, continuing to laugh. "So...found out anything interesting today? Beside the carnivorous plant, of course." 

"Oh, hello Jean. Nothing really, just reading. How about you?"

"Yeah, yeah," he mumbled, "Who are you, Levi?" Taking a seat next to the smaller boy, he pretended not to notice the comment about Eren. "Oh, that sounds cool. Can I see?" He leaned on the blonde a little, looking over his shoulder at the book. 

"Don't be such a baby. " He hummed, smile tugging up at his lips. Noting that the other male sat beside him, he pushed the thick pieces of parchment toward him. "That'll be all right. It doesn't have a title, it's a journal, really. But look at this," nimble fingers flipped the pages until they found a page with a sketch of a plant, though it was a bit worn and faded. "You see this? It's called a Venus fly trap, they would survive by eating smaller insects, such as flies or bees." Azure eyes flicked up to Jean, excitedly telling him about what he had discovered. 

"Oh, hello Jean. Nothing really, just reading. How about you?"

"Whatcha readin’?"

"There's lots of things you could be doing such as cleaning or becoming friends with Eren." He chuckled, voice merry and joking, "As for the book I'm reading, it's a small encyclopedia about different plants. It was published before the building of the walls, so it talks about the outside world quite often. It's rather interesting."

        —☼; Truth be told he rarely considers just how far back they’ve been pushed because of the threat beyond the walls, just how much they’ve lost simply due to the fact that they’re unable to properly fight back. Surviving, existing, but not living in crude version of sanctuary. He doesn’t… mind, per-say, in the sense that it’s not an issue to him so long as humanity still resides upon this Earth but at the same time… ❝I’m sure we will, eventually. In the mean time we should try and make the best of what we have, right?❞ Make the life they have as fulfilling as possible—one of his reasons for joining the Military Police.

     "I suppose you're right," he hummed, "we've really started to shape up. At this rate, we should be able to figure out a way to eliminate them fully, when that happens we'd definitely make up for lost time." He wasn't quite sure why he'd say something like that-he hadn't believed in the extinction of Titans for a long time. Maybe, Armin thought, it was because he didn't want to upset Marco. The Titans were much stronger than them, in strength and numbers, he found their efforts to be trivial. Albeit, he'd still try; not only for himself and mankind, but for his friends. Including Marco.