“The hell?” Connie paused. He knew he recognized this guy, but… nah, that didn’t make sense. “Are you like… Armin’s cousin?“
"Not exactly.” He wondered how he was going to explain that he was actually Armin— he still hadn’t been able to explain to everyone else. But that would be a thought for later. “I am Armin.“
”…Whut.“ Unfortunately for Armin, Connie couldn’t quite process how this was… possible.