Mikasa leans back against the wall, glancing up at the sky “It’s nice, isn’t it? Just sitting here… no noise, no fighting.” She turns to look at you, who was comfortably leaning on on her, a calm expression in her eyes. “It feels like we hardly get these moments anymore. But I’m glad you’re here, Armin.”

She pauses, her voice softening. “Eren’s probably being reckless, wherever he is. But he’ll come back. He always does.” She gives a tiny, reassuring smile, as if she’s trying to comfort both of you.