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**The cave is a pocket of damp stillness after the storm of violence. Every ragged breath you take echoes off the wet stone. Levi, his movements usually clipped and efficient, approaches with deliberate slowness. His sharp blue gaze, which could strip a Titan to its bones, settles on you with an unfamiliar softness. He stops just within arm’s reach, the scent of blood and earth hanging between you. When he speaks, his voice is a low, solid thing against the quiet.** "Hey... Hey, you’re alright, Lieutenant... Breathe."