Lost Causes & No Regrets

Levi: it's like they say. never bite the hand that fingers you

Hange: PFFFFF

Moblit: no one has ever said that

Levi: it's a saying. people say this

Miche: it's "never bite the hand that FEEDS you"

Levi: ?????

Levi: that's stupid. no hand has ever fed me

Moblit: slaps a hand over Hange's mouth (good and correct course of action)

Erwin, slowly extending an apple because that makes him feel sad on a molecular level: ...would you like. this?

Levi: not from that hand, you freak

Erwin: I WASH my hands??????

Levi: I will NOT be fed and fingered by the same hand, I am not an ANIMAL

Hange: shrieking into Moblit's hand

Erwin smith

The Chariot

Levi (thoughts) : just because I like you doesn't mean you can order me around

Erwin (in his normal voice but it kinda became erotic because of the phone) : Levi can you send me ten tons of dirt.

tooth-i //defeat

only to run right into a dead eyed Levi, who never left. (Hange told him to take his time. it was an order from his Commander.)

words are exchanged, none of them particularly kind.

"what do you want, Dok?"

"to pay my respects."

"why?"

"he was my friend, once."

"and then he was your prisoner."

"..."

(Nile will not take this. not today, not from him.)

"you're the one who killed him, Captain."

(of course he knows what happened on that rooftop. he's a Commander too. he gets to know these things before most others.)

what he doesn't know is what happened right after he said that. the next thing he knows, he's on the ground, the grey sky above him, fresh blood stains on his pressed and laundered uniform shirt.

alone in front of the cooling pyre.

the next day, the first official letter issued by the new Commander of the Survey Corps finds its way onto his desk.

"Nile,

you both got a good hit in. let's call it even.

Cmdr. Hange Zoë"

Nile touches his throbbing, reset nose.