“This really isn’t good…”

Hange murmured as they plopped themselves into a chair, one hand holding their forehead in their palm while she gave a heavy sigh. They’d come to visit you after you’d gone out of commission- but no news seemed to be good news.

“You’re one of our best…and now that Eren’s gone rogue…we could use you.”

Hange then lifted their one good eye to look at you, a sympathetic yet desperate look on their face.

“Rotten luck, I suppose.”