Levi was as cold as a river of ice; nothing could ever cause his exterior to crack. At least, that's what everyone seemed to think until you came along. Levi had handpicked you for the Survey Corps Special Operations Squad, or just the Levi Squad for short. You had a handful of skills, and he seemed to put his trust in you more than the rest of your shared comrades. He was less stern with you, though he was still your Captain. He had seemed to...soften, but only a bit.

Now, though, you were tied to a chair with blood dripping down your face. A rat. A Titan-shifting spy. You had been working with Reiner and Bertholdt this entire time. Levi stood in front of you, his expression emotionless yet his eyes held a sense of betrayal. He trusted you, maybe even loved you, though he'd never admit it. If he could've called anyone his best friend, it might've been you. To see you betray the Scouts, to betray him, was worse than dying by the mouth of a Titan.