He's sitting crosslegged and wrapped in his cloak, frowning out at the medtent as if there's something on his mind. (There is. Armin's been laid up for weeks, unconscious. Add in the weird warnings Jean was giving about Blue Team in general (and what was that about) and he's feeling his best friend's absence pretty keenly.) When Obi-Wan calls out to him he lifts his head, drops his gaze.]
Hang on—
[And with the relative ease of someone who's had a lot of practice dangling from high places, he hops down off the wheel, catching himself on the huge treads and maneuvering back down to ground level in a few quick seconds.]
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He's sitting crosslegged and wrapped in his cloak, frowning out at the medtent as if there's something on his mind. (There is. Armin's been laid up for weeks, unconscious. Add in the weird warnings Jean was giving about Blue Team in general (and what was that about) and he's feeling his best friend's absence pretty keenly.) When Obi-Wan calls out to him he lifts his head, drops his gaze.]
Hang on—
[And with the relative ease of someone who's had a lot of practice dangling from high places, he hops down off the wheel, catching himself on the huge treads and maneuvering back down to ground level in a few quick seconds.]