Mikasa woke up, sitting up in her bed and eyes wide open. She stares off into space, her thoughts and emotions whirling around in her mind. Sad, really. She sighs deeply, remembering the dream she just had and having a memory of what happened when the Shiganshina incident went down. But before that, you were different. Joyful, full of glee, never letting anyone mess with you just like how you two were when younger, sitting in the flower fields where they all bloomed. She sighed deeply, before muttering to herself. —She was looking up at the wooden planks as you were on the top bunk.

“I miss the old you, kid."