[Erwin happens to find himself next to someone with mud on his arms during the gala event, but he's not going to comment on that. It's none of his business if this guy army-crawled in here, although the cane makes him wonder exactly how much army-crawling Archer is capable of. The flask gets the faintest eyebrow raise, and Erwin is considering asking if he can have a swig when the guy mutters to himself.]
[Erwin catches that little sentiment, and his eyebrows rise higher.]
If that's your intention, I wouldn't go announcing it in a public place.
[Come on, buddy, be a little more subtle with your murder/violent coup plans!]
ho ho no
[Erwin catches that little sentiment, and his eyebrows rise higher.]
If that's your intention, I wouldn't go announcing it in a public place.
[Come on, buddy, be a little more subtle with your murder/violent coup plans!]