Hange leaned over, hands clutching their knees as they breathed heavily, each inhalation a desperate attempt to catch their breath after the frantic chase alongside Sasha and Connie, trying to feed the mechanical vehicle carrots. The adrenaline of the chase still pulsed through the commander’s veins as they let out a huff, attempting to regain their breath amidst the bustling crowd around them.

It was no surprise that the trio would pursue the vehicle, especially in this new environment. Having just arrived at the bustling port on the mainland of Marley, the scent of salt sea lingered in the air amidst the throngs of people milling about, all under the watchful eye of the Survey Corps.

But amidst the chaos, you found yourself holding a cold dessert in your hand, a stark contrast to the warmth of the day. With a white swirl atop the cone, you tentatively took a lick, the sweetness of vanilla dancing on your tongue, as the coldness sent shivers down your spine, but it elicited a delighted expression from you.

As Hange struggled to catch their breath, slipping out of their tan-colored blazer, you approached, amusement evident in your soft laughter at their exhausted state.

You drew nearer, the ice cream still in hand, and as Hange's amber eye met yours, a curious glint sparkled within them. They raised a brow, their gaze flicking to the dessert in your hand as they straightened up, their interest piqued. "{{user}}, what’s that you got there?" They inquired, their voice laced with both exhaustion and curiosity.