—-Refracting timidly from
his wispy, calloused fingertips,
his unsteady, languid flesh,
and his quivering, sapphire irises
was a most unobtrusive flare of light;
a light quietly and meticulously veiled,
a light seeking incandescence—
a light he perceived to be a burden.
♟ || Arms were wrapped around Levi’s back. His posture straight, as it had always been. In all graveness, he was smiling on the inside. Of course this would be the one time he would be able to hear the discussion between Erwin and Armin. But of course his face had kept the neutral look. “Hopefully you will talk about something, interesting. All Erwin seems to say is that you’re well at creating strategies. Is this true?”
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[ The mere timbre of the voice was enough to make the blond flinch. His stupefied sapphire eyes swished over to peer at the source of the sound, a tinge of humiliated red coloring his face. Captain Levi. It surprised Armin—the fact that someone like L e v iwas willing to strike up casual conversation with an alleged b r a t like him. (And as honored as the young strategist was, in retrospect, the idea was also rather nerve-racking— By the looks of it, Erwin appeared to uphold high expectations for him; it would only be sensible for Levi to reciprocate said expectations, right?) ]
❝I-I suppose so; I would like to t h i n k that I—I mean, yes; yes, sir.❞