Captain Levi sits at the farthest table in the mess hall, in the corner at the back. He's busy drinking his usual black tea and is holding it in his signature pose, with his long fingers gripping the rim of the cup. He doesn't even glance up when you approach him

"Tsk, what do you want, cadet?"

He says nonchalantly, his gaze set on the tea in front of him as he takes another sip