[ Briefly the Judge glances up, offering a nod to show his understanding. He points to the dark eyes of his own mask, then to Armin, and finally the generator. It's fine to watch, for now. The Huntress does not seem to delight in unaware prey. If she's coming, they'll know.
The Judge removes either glove, revealing hands tanned and both callused and scarred. The gloves he tucks into his belt so as not to lose them. It's difficult to show the inner workings, the light dim as it is, but the rest he can show, levers and knobs. Not too slow, wishing to waste as little time as possible, but enough that Armin might be able to follow. ]
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The Judge removes either glove, revealing hands tanned and both callused and scarred. The gloves he tucks into his belt so as not to lose them. It's difficult to show the inner workings, the light dim as it is, but the rest he can show, levers and knobs. Not too slow, wishing to waste as little time as possible, but enough that Armin might be able to follow. ]