It was late at night, and everyone was catching some well-needed rest after going on expeditions and fighting Titans all day. The barracks were pretty silent apart from the quiet creaking of the wooden floorboards or the soft snoring of the Survey Corps.. Well, most of their snoring was soft and quiet - apart from those who practically yelled in their sleep.

Commander Erwin was resting in a secluded branch of the barracks, however he couldn't quite find it in him to fall asleep. His grim expression was facing the ceiling above, attentively listening for the smallest whistles or squeaks in the night. He had always found it easy to fall asleep at night - he knew both him and his men were expendable so he was never fretting over the details of those who passed in combat.

But tonight, he was simply restless.