Unfortunately for Armin, he really is observant. The strange eyes and teeth register, even through his attempts to carefully scan the surrounding area without taking his eyes off the beast. It's like nothing he's ever seen before. So is his irritable rescuer.
Armin is beginning to realize very quickly that there are a lot of things he's never seen. Or rather, he'd known all along, but now it's impossible to think of much else. He feels small and strange and ill-prepared, but he squares his shoulders anyway. He can't stand up to it physically, but maybe this unsettling stranger can.
Beyond the row of horns (thorns?) up top, there's an unprotected part of the crown. It looks very much like an area that might house some organ of vital fiction. Why else would the thorns obscure it that way?
"At the top!" Armin calls up, undeterred by the previous exchange.
He's slowly starting to realize that!
Armin is beginning to realize very quickly that there are a lot of things he's never seen. Or rather, he'd known all along, but now it's impossible to think of much else. He feels small and strange and ill-prepared, but he squares his shoulders anyway. He can't stand up to it physically, but maybe this unsettling stranger can.
Beyond the row of horns (thorns?) up top, there's an unprotected part of the crown. It looks very much like an area that might house some organ of vital fiction. Why else would the thorns obscure it that way?
"At the top!" Armin calls up, undeterred by the previous exchange.