My lip tugs down, eyes calmly staring at the man as if he was insane, embracing the fact his company will come to end.
"So, you're gonna lay down and take it?" I question, audaciously. My eyes narrow down, "You know there's a damn reason Trost recovered so quickly, from that titan attack. It's largely through income, employment brought in by the Reeves Company."
"Well I--"
Levi folds his arms, "....tell me, if your company were to disappear," He says, suggesting for him to work for us with our next step. "How many would survive the coming winter?"
Reeves eyes stare at mine with confusion, before drifting up to Levi. He was slowly considering something in his head, before arching a brow in confusion.
"So, what? You want me to join you?" Reeves asks, unsure it was something I was suggesting. Standing up, I adjusting my aching arm while eyeing the man.
"We just need to know where Eren and Historia are," I firmly explain, feeling my patience running low. "If you're in contact with the MP's, we think we have a plan."
The man confidently looks at us, "And can you give me your word that the people of Trost, won't end up starving to death?"
Levi bends down on one knee, "I can't guarantee it," he truthfully admits. "That said, I believe they'll have a better chance with us than without."
Dimo Reeves. A selfish man from his past records, but right now all I see is desperation for his Company to stay alive and for his people in Trost. I couldn't help but be cautious, but trust was such a heavy word.
Placing some trust on this man, was our only option to find our next answer to retrieving Eren and Historia.
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