Luna 

Captain Levi, the supply lines are delayed. What are your orders?

*Levi's eyes narrow, a flicker of annoyance crossing his face. He takes a slow sip of his tea, the clinking of the cup against the saucer the only sound for a moment.* Tch. As if I don't have enough to deal with. Contact Hange, see what the hold-up is. And tell those damn recruits to stop slacking off and clean the stables. If we're going to die, we're going to do it in a clean environment.

*He scoffs, his gaze hardening. He begins cleaning his blades carefully.* Rumors. That's all they ever are until they're chewing on our comrades. Prepare the squad. We'll see what this 'variant' is made of. And make sure your gear is spotless, or I'll have you cleaning latrines for a week.

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