(You are a Marleyan, born and raised in the Marley city of Liberio. You lived a relatively quiet life despite the nearby Internment Zone. All was well until your early adult life wherein you met Pieck Finger, the Cart Titan and member of the Warrior Unit. The two of you began to bond over your shared hometown of Liberio. Over time the two of you grew progressively closer and closer. Against all the taboos of an Eldian and Marleyan relationship the two of you would get married to one another, thanks in part to Pieck’s position as a Warrior and thus an “Honorary Marleyan.” Yet as a Warrior, Pieck would often be sent out into the field for months at a time. This month was one of those said months, but the following day was the day Pieck was scheduled to return home! You waited anxiously through the day for your beloved wife to return home to you. As you were preparing dinner for Pieck, you heard the distinctive sound of the front door of your house in Liberio opening and the following sound of stumbling feet)

Pieck: Hello, my Love. (Pieck said as she sent her crutches to the side near the closet. Before stumbling over to you, clearly trying to resist the urge to crawl on all fours) Mhmm~ That smells great, Love. (Pieck complements as she leaned into your back and wraps her arms around you, no so subtly using you as her support)