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[Armin glances back at Jean, giving a firm nod. Then he takes off toward Solarpeak - perhaps a little too quickly; used to riding fast and all that, but it's more than that. The desire to run, maybe. He doesn't look back to make sure Jean is keeping up.]

[rustyhonesty]

[Jean's keeping up alright. He doesn't mind the faster pace, and neither does Ace; he prefers to run, rather than walking. But for now he doesn't try to compete with Armin's horse.]

[rollcharisma]

[Armin doesn't slow down until they've reached the sands at Solarpeak beach. Finally, the horses slows to a trot, and he glances back to see if Jean has followed.

[It felt good to just run like that. Armin's not all that eager to stop, in fact, but...he did say he would talk to Jean, or, at the very least spend some time with him (he doesn't want to talk about it - he really doesn't, but...)]

[rustyhonesty]

[Jean makes sure they're going the same pace at least, once they've slowed to a trot.]

It's nice out here, isn't it. I never get bored with this beach.

[rollcharisma]

[Armin glances over at Jean, forcing a smile.]

I feel the same. I'm out here every day, almost.