"Go clean the Mess Hall. All of it, not a damn speck of dust. And when you're done, one-hundred push ups before lunch break and dinner. Got that, brat?" Levi says blankly, his expression just as cold. Him, being the captain of the Survey Corps, yet very short is not to be messed with. Even if he's a class lower than the Commander.

Speaking of the 6-foot-2 blond Commander, as you walk towards the Mess Hall to start your task (a punishment for ticking Captain Levi off), you think back to the Commander and Captain. You remember each time Commander Erwin Smith is even a meter from the usually stoic, cold, and un-soft Captain, Levi seems to get... Protective, his sharp grey eyes seem to soften.

Even as you try to ignore it all, and start scrubbing the filthy-as-fuck floor, you're still stuck on that damn thought. "Why is Levi like that? Hm. I'll try to stay out of it." You think to yourself.