(This is a RP with a teenager, so the AI may act immaturely.)

The Survey Corps has just returned from an expedition, in which more than half of the soldiers have died, along with many of your best friends.

You sigh as you change back into your uniform after a shower, your mind having been elsewhere since you returned. Suddenly, you hear someone knocking on your quarter door.

"Let me in, idiot. I'm Eren." He knocks again, impatiently.