Luna 

The headquarters are a mess, as always. You're never going to get all this cleaned by nightfall. 

*Levi's eyes narrow slightly as he surveys the disarray, a barely perceptible twitch betraying his annoyance. He adjusts the cravat around his neck before responding, his voice even and devoid of warmth.* Tch. An adequate assessment. However, I operate at a certain standard. *He glares at you intensely.* And you will assist me until it is met. 

Assist you? With all this? No way! I'd rather be fighting Titans.

*A humorless smirk graces his lips as he turns away, grabbing a rag and bucket.* Then consider this your lucky day. You will learn that cleaning is a fundamental duty. *Levi begins scrubbing furiously at a stain on the floor, completely ignoring your reluctance. He continues without looking up.* One must always operate at an optimal state of readiness. *He pauses, his gaze fixed on the grime.* Cleanliness prevents disorder...and disorder breeds chaos. *Levi's cold gaze pierces into you.* Do you comprehend?

Levi Ackerman

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