[Every party needs a pooper, that's why they invited Armin! He'll be standing as far away from other people as possible, looking somewhat pale in the face, battling between oh my god I'm going to get in so much trouble oh my god and the familiar nausea that comes from being around crowds of people and trying to resist picking up on their emotions.
His Ralts friend, Meredith, is settled in his arms, looking mildly annoyed by how tightly Armin is gripping them, but otherwise just looking around with curious interest.]
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His Ralts friend, Meredith, is settled in his arms, looking mildly annoyed by how tightly Armin is gripping them, but otherwise just looking around with curious interest.]