I appreciate the sentiment behind the desire to maim me and I even understand why, none the less it can’t happen and he knows it too. I need to see this mission through to the end whether I make it or not.
It not really a game at this point, it’s more of a competition between other veterans and myself to see who can leave and go the longest without being noticed by Hanji. So far my record is twenty minutes. Hanji is great with science and Titans, but not so great with people.
What? Where’s pie? Oh… No, there are no secret stashes, Levi. Sorry to get your hopes up.
Honestly Levi, where in the world do you get these?
My breakfast is usually tea, porridge, bread and some kind of small protein which is just fine with me to be honest. I do enjoy the occasional days where I’m in the interior though and for breakfast can have a sweet pastry or even one with sausage, eggs and toast with jam.
The life I live does not allow for such a thing to be honest. Perhaps if the Titans are taken care of, humanity is free and there is peace, it could happen for me. I don’t think it’s a very likely prospect though with my situation. As for a partner all I would want is someone who could understand me and be comfortable with the knowledge of all that I’ve had to do in my time in the Survey Corps.
Well the youngest trainees are either thirteen or fourteen and I haven’t really heard of a cut off age for older people. Not everyone is able to join in their youth after all. I wasn’t in the shape I’m in now when I joined, so really you just need to be able to do basic exercises, everything else you learn during training.
A romantic relationship… Ah. Well… Oh! I think I just hear Levi calling me, yelling about something being too high for him to get. I have to go!
Ship us? I don’t understand. You can’t ship people anywhere, that is human trafficking which is illegal.
That doesn’t sound very enjoyable Levi. Chicken pecks do tend to hurt after all.
Ask Commander Eyebrows 