[He's humiliated, honestly. It's a pathetic display, nothing to be proud of. He is grateful for the offer of help, the attempt even. The concern from a complete stranger. He feels like she must be a kind young woman. It makes him feel worse about the way he responds with something like a dry heave.
This isn't even real, he knows that. It's tough to convince his side to stop aching all the same. Armin nods, not sure how convincing it is now, but hoping to communicate that he's fine. Really. A little tired and embarrassed, but not injured or facing down any danger. He even musters up a wan smile, hoping that will be a reassurance. It takes him a few long moments to start to catch his breath.]
I made... a mistake. Drank something. Can't...stop. Running.
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This isn't even real, he knows that. It's tough to convince his side to stop aching all the same. Armin nods, not sure how convincing it is now, but hoping to communicate that he's fine. Really. A little tired and embarrassed, but not injured or facing down any danger. He even musters up a wan smile, hoping that will be a reassurance. It takes him a few long moments to start to catch his breath.]
I made... a mistake. Drank something. Can't...stop. Running.