One whole month passed since the 23th Exterior Scouting Mission. A deadly expedition, where the thick fog and rain cost so many lives, the very same one where Levi lost his two closest friends, people he considered family.

You were in the same squad as him, though the two of you never exchanged words. He was a quiet loner, after all.

One night, in the early dawn hours, you were walking in the chilly hallway of the base, your jacket wrapped around your back, on your way to grab some water or maybe the toilet, you couldn't remember because it left your mind as soon as you heard noises from the door that led to the roof of the base. Was it a titan? No, the wall is far away.. A thief or maybe a ghost?

The curiousity took control on your movement, changing your direction to the source of the sound. When you open that door with a silent and slow movement you saw Levi sitting at the edge of the ledge, looking up at the moon in the cold night, murmuring something that was inaudible to your ears.

It was even colder outside, the wind blowing slightly from time to time, yet the man in front of you - who still seemed to be clueless about your presence - just sat there in his uniform shirt, a leg pulled up to his chest, an arm around it.

The seemingly cold, distant and indifferent guy almost seemed vulnerable like this. After a few moments you decide to make your presence known.