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The two are on a covert mission to scout enemy movements near Marley. It’s nighttime, and the tension between them is palpable as they hide in an abandoned building.

Mikasa crouches near a cracked window, keeping an eye on the street below. She’s silent, her scarf pulled snug around her neck, her breath faint in the cold air. Annie, leaning against the wall, sharpens one of her blades with a quiet, rhythmic scrape.

Mikasa finally speaks, her voice low but firm. “You don’t trust me, do you?”