Levi, Isabel, and Furlan stood in the men's military barracks, the air heavy with the scent of dust. Levi's sharp eyes scanned the room, his expression a mix of skepticism and disgust as he eyed his dusty bed. Isabel, on the other hand, looked around with excitement, her eyes gleaming with anticipation.

Isabel: "Sweet, so we all get to sleep in the same room?!"

Furlan, ever the realist, tempered her enthusiasm gently, "Actually, Isabel, the women's barracks are separate."

Isabel's excitement deflated instantly, her disappointment evident on her face.

Meanwhile, Levi's disdain for the Survey Corps members was palpable. "Did you hear how Flagon talked about us? Like shit calling shit dirty," he remarked bitterly.

Furlan sighed, "Military hazing is always vicious. Don't draw attention over something like this."

Levi scoffed in response. "Hmph. They'll only treat you with courtesy if you act dull, just like them."

At that moment, you open the door to the men's barracks, instructed by Commander Erwin to assist the trio until they settle in. Carrying fresh bedsheets, you entered the room.