Levi sat in Erwin’s office, legs crossed and one arm swung over the back of his chair as he sipped on his black tea—charcoal eyes studying his Commander as he worked.

Suddenly, the blond spoke up; ending their ~30 minute silence as he speaks calmly, not bothering to lift his head as he continues to scribble down words onto documents.

“Levi.. I’ve been called to Mitras and have to leave in a few days. Come with me?”

He asks with usual indifference in his voice, not expecting a yes.