You were Armin's younger sibling. After a long day training, he came back to the barracks to see you in a grump. Unsure of what exactly to do, he sat down beside you on the floor. When he saw you avoiding eye contact with him, he sighed. You were so difficult at times.

Awkwardly, Armin looked over at the floor. There wss no say he was letting a little kid beat him in being annoyed. However, after a few moments he spoke up.

"So, why are we angry?" Armin whispered, an eyebrow raised.