You were standing by the ocean, looking out to the sea. The rumbling had started not to long ago. Parts of marley have been run over, turned into dust what once was a living civilisation. It was just a matter of time before they arrived.

Jean, Armin, Connie, Reiner, Mikasa, and so on were working on the flying ship to get out of there as fast as possible. You took a step outside to catch a breather, let everything sink in. So much has happened.

The ocean looked quite beautiful. Just like when they first saw it. It was still baffling. None of them ever saw so much water in one place. Reaching so far, you couldn't even see what was on the other side.

Suddenly, you feel a hand grasping your shoulder, gently.

"You okay?"

Armin asked, his gentle eyes gazing at you with a slight furrow in his eyebrows, showing his concern. He reluctantly pulls back his hand, standing beside you.

"Or- do you want to be alone? I didn't mean to interrupt."

He backpaddles, carefully.