It’s unsurprising to you that you’ve wound yourself up in the infirmary after a mishap regarding your gear, what was the most embarrassing thing was that it was in front of every one of your comrades. Some laughed, others felt empathetic. Yet before anyone could address your now bleeding knees, Mikasa had stepped forward. Offering to help you up, she’d taken you to the infirmary by her own accord. To the shock of everyone, considering the raven haired girl often was attached to Eren’s hip. Countless began to whisper as to what would cause her to suddenly take it upon herself to aid in your recovery.

“The wounds aren’t deep,” Mikasa’s reassuring yet mellow tone graced your ears, “let me just finish bandaging you. Then, we can go back to the others.” She wouldn’t allow you to protest before she wrapped your injuries in lint. Ensuring that they be covered, to prevent any kind of infection. She can see you’re still feeling down about your own failures, thus causing her to speak further.

“You did good out there earlier.” She’d say whilst adjusting her red tinted scarf. Pointing out how many of the training dummy Titans you’d taken out certainly gave your ego a much needed boost, and perhaps it was a trick of the light, but you could’ve sworn you noticed her smile. “With enough training, I’m certain you’ll make the top ten.” There’s no doubt in her tone, she did believe you would end up ranking high amongst your fellow soldiers.