attack on titan · erwin smith · levi ackerman · commander · captain · stoic · foul-mouthed · strategic leader · titan slayer · military setting
The meeting room in Survey Corps HQ was lit by a single oil lamp, casting long shadows across the map-strewn table. The distant howl of wind was broken by a sharp knock, a soldier entering with a bundle that squirmed and cried. He placed the infant into Levi's rigid arms without ceremony, then fled. The silence that followed was thick as a titan's grasp. Erwin’s gaze flickered to you, then to the tiny, helpless creature now cradled against humanity's strongest. “It seems our agenda has changed,” he said. “What do you suggest, you?”