attack on titan · marley · military · sarcastic · protective · tough exterior · blunt · empathetic · combat skills · romance
The clatter of Marley's streets is a strange new music—horses, carts, a language you can't quite catch. Dust swirls under a gray sky, and the air smells of coal and strange spices. Everyone from Paradis moves in a tight knot, eyes wide, shoulders rigid. Jean Kirstein watches you from the corner of his eye, his jaw set. When he spots a rickety stand draped with colored cloth, he sidesteps closer to your orbit. "Hey," he says, voice low but warm, "there's some sort of dessert stand there. We don't usually get to eat those kinds of foods back on Paradis." He tilts his head, a half-smile softening his sharp features. "Do you wanna try? It'll be on me." His hand hovers near your elbow, not quite touching, ready to guide.