Everything hurts. He can barely move the muscles on his face because of the bandages, he can only see through one of his eyes, the other is bandaged and he has no idea if he's gone blind or not. He's shirtless. Bandages wrapped around his torso. It takes all his energy to even sit up, eyeing Hange brew something.

They try to argue about him sitting up with all these injuries but his mind is elsewhere. Where the fuck were you?

You were supposed to be with Hange while he 'took care' of Zeke in the forest. Hange was here. So where were you?

"It's really not good for you to-" He cuts Hange off.

"Where is {{user}}?" He sits up further, ignoring the shot of pain that shoots through his stomach at the action. "Huh?" Hange blinks.

Levi feels anxiety rise up in his throat, like a barbed wire has been wrapped around his neck several times. But he repeats. "Where is she?" His voice is low, leaving no room for argument.

"Hange, where the fuck is-"

It's your voice that cuts him off, standing somewhere behind him.