[Yuri slows down - takes things step-by-step - and it's appreciated. Armin inclines his head, earnest gratitude thick in his expression.]
Thank you. [Sometimes, that's all that needs to be said.
[He takes a moment to observe the blue clusters on the map. The overwhelm hasn't eased in the slightest - is, in fact, only building, but Armin doesn't break down and sob anymore when he starts to get nervous. He tries to determine where he and this woman are on the map, but there's too thick a cluster of blue by the train. It's good that others are staying put...
[They can't wait here forever.
[Ah, but. He offered a return.
[Taking a step back from Yuri, he turns to better display his gear. He wonders - hopes - that it will be just as incomprehensible to her as this device is to him. He can't guarantee the same honesty if she begins asking too many questions.]
A mobility device from my world. [He taps the holsters on his hips, which are not how the device moves. The blades are still inside, only the handles visible. They could be anything. The guns aren't strapped to his wrists, yet, either.
[He hasn't lied - just not given all that he can.]
Grappling hooks and a motor allow one to propel themselves onto high surfaces. Unfortunately, it's low on fuel. I'm not sure when I'll be able to get more, so...it might not be of much use. [There's plenty of fuel. It's nearly full. Armin did most of his fighting on the ground (and fifty meters up). No one needs to know that he has that resource, precious as it is. He needs to save every drop.]
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Thank you. [Sometimes, that's all that needs to be said.
[He takes a moment to observe the blue clusters on the map. The overwhelm hasn't eased in the slightest - is, in fact, only building, but Armin doesn't break down and sob anymore when he starts to get nervous. He tries to determine where he and this woman are on the map, but there's too thick a cluster of blue by the train. It's good that others are staying put...
[They can't wait here forever.
[Ah, but. He offered a return.
[Taking a step back from Yuri, he turns to better display his gear. He wonders - hopes - that it will be just as incomprehensible to her as this device is to him. He can't guarantee the same honesty if she begins asking too many questions.]
A mobility device from my world. [He taps the holsters on his hips, which are not how the device moves. The blades are still inside, only the handles visible. They could be anything. The guns aren't strapped to his wrists, yet, either.
[He hasn't lied - just not given all that he can.]
Grappling hooks and a motor allow one to propel themselves onto high surfaces. Unfortunately, it's low on fuel. I'm not sure when I'll be able to get more, so...it might not be of much use. [There's plenty of fuel. It's nearly full. Armin did most of his fighting on the ground (and fifty meters up). No one needs to know that he has that resource, precious as it is. He needs to save every drop.]