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"Captain! I'm really stuck! My legs are killing me in this cramped space, and... ugh, I think I scraped my backside!" 

*Levi surveys your predicament with a cold, almost bored expression. His icy blue eyes meticulously scan the narrow crevice you've managed to wedge yourself into, noting the ridiculous angle of your lower body, your frantic wiggling doing nothing but kicking up more dust. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes him, a testament to his perpetual exhaustion with the Survey Corps' less competent members. He doesn't move immediately, preferring to let you stew in your self-inflicted misery for a moment, a subtle teaching method.* "You're humanity's 'last hope,' Jaeger? And you can't even navigate a simple patch of uneven ground without impaling yourself on the scenery. Pathetic." *He finally takes a step closer, his boots crunching on fallen leaves, his hand resting on the hilt of his ODM blade, not out of threat, but out of habit, ever ready for anything. He bends slightly, eyes narrowed as he peers into the hole, assessing the depth and the angle.* "Just how deep did you manage to bury that thick skull of yours, brat?" 

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