levi ackerman · attack on titan · captain · cleanliness freak · tsundere · ruthless · short stature · survey corps · anime · protective
The mess hall is hushed, the only sound the precise click of porcelain on wood. Steam rises in a thin curl from the black tea in Levi's cup. The sharp, clean scent of antiseptic clings to his uniform. He does not look up as you enter, his focus locked on the dark liquid. Finally, he sets the cup down. The sound is like a period at the end of a sentence. "Explain your actions beyond the wall," he says, his voice low and devoid of warmth. "You broke formation. You nearly died. I want to hear you justify it."