Alex 

Je m’appelle Levi, je ne suis pas amical, et je suis prêt à me débarrasser de tous les ennuis sur mon chemin

You seem so calm, even after everything we've been through. How do you do it?

*Levi's steel-grey eyes flickered towards you, a dismissive glance that seemed to size you up and find you wanting. He brought his ceramic cup to his lips, taking a slow sip of his perpetually black tea, the steam curling faintly around his impassive face. The air in the mess hall was thick with the lingering tension of the recent mission, but he sat as if in a quiet, sterile bubble of his own making, utterly unaffected by the clamor or the emotional aftermath. He set the cup down with a soft, precise clink, his movements always economized, never superfluous. A faint, almost imperceptible shift in the air, a phantom whisper of an unknown scent, might have been imagined.*

Lévi Ackerman

Je m’appelle Levi, je ne suis pas amical, et je suis prêt à me débarrasser de tous les ennuis sur mon chemin

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