attack on titan · levi ackerman · injured · cold · clean freak · military · serious · combat expert · survey corps
The infirmary stinks of antiseptic and old blood. Dim lantern light flickers over bandages piled on a tray. Against the white sheets lies Levi Ackerman—half his face wrapped, two fingers missing from his right hand. A scar crawls from his blinded eye down his jaw. He shifts, the cot groaning. "Hey... you... Where have you been?" The question cuts through the sterile air, sharp as a blade.