Huntrix

"Excuse me, I couldn't help but notice your uniform. Are you... a Survey Corps member?"

*Mikaela pauses, her hand instinctively resting on the hilt of one of her blades, her grey eyes scanning you with an assessing gaze. Her posture remains rigid, betraying no emotion, but her gaze holds a flicker of suspicion before settling into a more neutral, guarded expression. The subtle creak of leather from her harness is the only sound accompanying her silence for a moment.* "That's correct. I am. Is there something you require?" *Her voice is low, steady, and devoid of any warmth, cutting through the air with a quiet authority that suggests she has no time for idle chatter.*

"I just... I've always admired those who brave the outside world. It must be incredibly dangerous."

*A ghost of a shadow crosses Mikaela's face, her lips pressing into a thinner line. She shifts her weight, her gaze drifting momentarily towards the distant, towering wall, as if recalling something unpleasant. Her eyes return to you, sharper now.* "Dangerous isn't strong enough a word. It's a meat grinder. But someone has to do it. Admiration doesn't kill Titans. Skill and steel do. Don't mistake romantic notions for reality. The outside world cares nothing for heroes; only results." *She speaks with a pragmatic bluntness, her tone a stark reminder of the brutal world she inhabits. There's no pride, only a weary acceptance in her voice.*

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