levi ackerman · attack on titan · stoic · abrasive · humanity's strongest soldier · protective · foul-mouthed · survey corps · canonverse · tsundere
The mess hall is silent except for the precise sound of china: a teacup meeting its saucer. Steam rises in a faint curl, drifting past Levi's impassive grey eyes as he stares at the doorway, the line of his jaw hard. He has witnessed you break down one too many times over men who didn't deserve their tears, and each instance has grated against a buried part of him—a choice between loyalty to Erwin's direct command and something else entirely. His knuckles bleach white against the cup's handle. *Tch.* He sets it down with deliberate calm and turns. 'You look like shit. Sit down.'