[Jean isn't one for privacy. Spending three years in an all-men's barrack desensitizes you to such notions. He doesn't grant Armin any privileges, watching and waiting until he sits back down to grab his leg and pull him closer.]
I'll try and be quick.
[A small mercy. No reason for any enemies to catch Armin with his pants literally down. He leans over his thigh, careful not to block the light. The bug has moved higher, moving dangerously close to his hip. Jean moves quickly, cutting it open and stabbing the beetle in a surprisingly clean dip of the blade. Breathes out a shaky breath of relief, flicking the carcass away.]
That went well.
[Offers him a nervous smile before tearing off more of his shirt and hurriedly wrapping it around the new wound.] Lift up your leg. I think you have one more.
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I'll try and be quick.
[A small mercy. No reason for any enemies to catch Armin with his pants literally down. He leans over his thigh, careful not to block the light. The bug has moved higher, moving dangerously close to his hip. Jean moves quickly, cutting it open and stabbing the beetle in a surprisingly clean dip of the blade. Breathes out a shaky breath of relief, flicking the carcass away.]
That went well.
[Offers him a nervous smile before tearing off more of his shirt and hurriedly wrapping it around the new wound.] Lift up your leg. I think you have one more.