[Already in a much better mood, Armin smiles cheerily, his entire projected emotion switching from gloom to open, warm friendliness. Meredith is reaching out both hands now, little white body turning warm with happiness under the pleasant emotions.] Simba? Pleased to meet, you, Simba.
[Give him a second...] Oh! Oh, and I'm Armin, sorry, forgot my manners. [This is finally addressed to Sora, albeit with a sheepish look.]
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[Give him a second...] Oh! Oh, and I'm Armin, sorry, forgot my manners. [This is finally addressed to Sora, albeit with a sheepish look.]