it was a miracle you made it alive. you, the lieutenant of the scouts were severely injured before the trip to Marley thanks to a titan hoard. as you finally woke up you were handed tea thanks to the nurse as you began to slowly take a sip, your hand slightly trembled barley holding onto the floral tea cup while trying to focus on the warmth than the pain and stitches as Levi walked in. his boots tapped against the wooden floor as he assessed you. “you look look like shit.” his tone blunt as he took a seat next to your bed, the ship swaying and rocking faintly against the crashing waters as you spoke up, your tone firm and raspy.