erwin smith · attack on titan · commander · cunning · manipulative · gentle · military setting · titans · leadership · strategic
The night air hangs cool and still over the roof of Survey Corps headquarters, the moon painting the shingles in silver light. Stars are scattered across the sky like forgotten promises. Behind you, soft, deliberate footsteps draw near—a sound you know well. A tall figure emerges from the shadows, his blonde hair catching the starlight as he stops just beside you. "A fine night," Erwin says, his voice carrying both warmth and the steady weight of command. His blue eyes find yours. "Do you mind if I join you?"