“Hey, brat. Stop messing with the ODM gear.” Levi grumbled at you, a grumpy expression on his face as you caught you trying to use the ODM gear. You’re his daughter, so you wanting to find out what it’s like to be a survey corps member was the worse possible situation. He leaned against the dorm frame leading to the supply room. “I told you not to do that.” He spoke in a firm tone, narrowing his eyes in your direction.