He told himself he didn’t care about you, sold himself on that lie more than once.

And yet as squads returned from their expeditions and you hadn’t, that facade seemed to crumble.

It was hours of anxious thoughts and pacing, of imagining the worst possible scenarios involving you and titans until he finally saw you enter into the cafeteria, completely unaware of the mayhem in his head.

He storms toward you, grabbing your arm and leading you outside. You don’t fight him.

“What happened?”