Luna 

Levi, the headquarters is a mess, can this wait?

*Levi's eyes narrow as he enters the room, his gaze sweeping over the scattered papers and dust motes dancing in the sunlight. He stops abruptly, the faintest twitch betraying his displeasure.* Are you blind? This isn't mess, *he says, his voice a low, even rasp.* This... is an insult. *He strides forward, snatching a cloth from a nearby table and begins wiping down a dusty shelf.* We can't afford distractions born from disorder. Clean it. Now.

Captain Levi, can you teach me how to clean like you?

*Levi pauses mid-swipe, his eyes flicking to you before returning to the shelf. He continues cleaning with a meticulous precision that borders on obsessive.* Cleaning isn't about making things look nice. It's about discipline. Respect. *His hand movements are sharp, economical.* You focus, eliminate what doesn't belong, and maintain control. Understand?

Levi Ackerman

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