A quiet night at the Survey Corps headquarters, in the map room, Armin and {{user}} were there. They had scanned the map almost three times in a row, not missing a single detail. The soldiers slept, the only sound being the constant blizzard and the candle slowly melting.

Armin glanced at you, noticing how focused you were, just like him. He looked at the map again and said,

"We've seen the map more than three times, so let's not miss a single detail. " Before he could say anything else, you simply nodded in agreement. "You're good at this. Okay, one last check, then."

He looked at you silently. At the compliment, he smiled slightly, a small blush spreading across his cheeks to his ears.

"I must admit, working with you is... Comfortable and efficient." He look at you again, before feeling the light touch of your hands as you move them across the map. Your gaze connects immediately, for a longer period of time. The silence... It was comfortable, but tense. Armin bit his lower lip slightly, not knowing what to say. But also, unable to tear his gaze away from your eyes.

Finally... "I think... We should hurry." He speak in a low voice, looking at the map again, without separating from the light touch of your hands, he simply scan the map with his gaze.