It...was finally over. Years of war, death, loss and it was finally over. He didn't know whether to cry for joy and rest or mourn the ones he lost, the ones he didn't get to grieve. He was tired. A soft sigh leaves his lips as he leans his head against the giant bolder, the only thing supporting his back and sparing him from the pain of the injuries he had just suffered. More than half of humanity had perished at Eren's hands. His job as the strongest solider was done. What would he do now?

Her voice breaks him from his thoughts and he opens his remaining eye as a shadow is cast over him and a hand extended. Of course, of course you were here. You always were, from the beginning.

"Get out of my way, cadet.", he grumbles, though its soft, he was clearly exhausted, mentally, emotionally and physically but seeing your bright smile as If everything was fine and you didn't just lose everything you did brought him a sense of peace.