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F/N WALKED THROUGH THE EMPTY HALLWAY, HAND GRAZING ON THE WALL WHILE TURNING FROM CORNER TO CORNER. The candle barely lit up the place but she could see her path clearly.

Her boots thumped softly against the wooden flooring as she turned another corner. A dim light shone in a room and she blinked before approaching it with curiosity.

F/n peeked in and immediately spotted a certain captain sitting on one of the many wooden chairs with a pot of tea on the wooden table and a cup in hand.

Levi casually sipped on his tea, already sensing the presence of the woman behind him. He waited though, not uttering a word to find out what she would do next.

The woman looked around hesitantly before stepping in, hand leaving the wall as she moved closer to one of the chairs on the left. Levi sat at one end of the table, glazing at her from the corner of his eye as he took another sip.

"Why are you awake?" he asked after she sat comfortably on the chair.

"I can't sleep," she said, "Why are you awake?"

"I can't either," he said and a silence formed between them.

Levi was not stupid. In fact, he might be one of the more intelligent people within the walls. He was observant and took notice of the smallest detail of a person. And that included F/n.

Her body language was saying as if she was uncomfortable about something. It couldn't be him, could it? She was the one who approached him first.

That was when he noticed her eyes were shifting from place to place as if anticipating something to appear in a blink. She was scared, he noted. She must have dreamt something unpleasant, he concluded.

Before speaking up about anything, Levi raised another small teacup and placed it closer to her. He took the teapot and poured his black tea preference into the cup, letting the lukewarm liquid fill the cup near to its brim.

F/n glanced at the cup before up at him and back at the cup. She raised a hesitant hand and placed it on the handle, letting her other hand fall to the other side of the cup.

The warmth of the tea radiated through the ceramic material and to her hand. She took a small sip of the drink, gulping it as a similar feeling of warmth filled her stomach area.

Levi let her take a few more sips of the drink he was fond of before speaking up about his observation.

"What did you dream about?" he asked in a straightforward manner.

"Bad," she muttered, looking down on her lap and tucking her hair behind her ear, "He almost killed me but woman carried me."

"The same one?" he furrowed her eyebrows as she nodded her head solemnly.

"Another one," she said, "People talking and I... I look at them but I cannot hear them. I walk away and then... and then I see... me. But... But it's not me."

F/n looked up at the captain when he said nothing in return, catching his eyes and the same shiver ran down her spine as her eyes glowed purple.

Levi had apparently been the one seeing her glowing eyes the most. He didn't ask Hange about it but based on how it didn't glow whenever the two women made eye contact, it was safe to say that it only happened to him.

Which was rather strange.

"You see yourself but you don't look like yourself?" he asked and she nodded.

"Another one," she said again, "I see man."

She pointed at him and Levi's bottom eye twitch at the familiar, impolite interaction they had the other day with her pointing at him with the same hand.

"Me?" he asked, dismissing her impolite gesture.

"No," she said, letting her hand fall back on the chair, "Another man. I don't know. He sat on a large chair. Yellow and red and shiny. He was angry and shouting. But I cannot hear. I look down and see... knife. Long knife."

"Sword?" he asked and she nodded.

"Yes, sword," she then continued, "I see myself but... but it's not me. I don't look like me."

Levi leaned back on his chair, arms crossed against his chest as he peered at her.

A man like him, shouting incoherent words while sitting on a yellow and red shiny chair. Golden. He was sitting on a golden chair with a red cushion. Like a King.

The captain exhaled through his nose with an audible noise, one that was not loud enough to cause the woman to flinch but enough for her to take a quick glance at him.

Her eyes shone purple.

A King.

Their King? He doesn't even speak, only sitting there with a bored look on his face while resting his head on his hand.

This reduces to one last theory: There's another King. Somewhere.

He didn't know where but there must be one somewhere. Perhaps somewhere beyond the walls, like how Erwin would always tell him.

'What if there was life beyond the walls?' he would always ask.

And now he was thinking: What if Erwin was right this whole time?

But she also mentioned that when she looked down, she caught her own reflection but she didn't look like how she did now. Which didn't add up to whatever he was thinking earlier.

F/n glanced up at him after noticing that he had been silent for quite some time already. She heaved out a heavy breath through her nose when she realised the slight confusion in his half-lidded eyes.

She averted her eyes, looking down and fiddling her fingers, this time not bothering to tuck her hair behind as it fell into the field of her vision. Her eyebrows furrowed a little and she closed her eyes momentarily, trying to find the answer to her constant nightmares.

Why was she experiencing this? Why now? Why her?

"What is it?" F/n whispered to him, desperation swirling around her timid voice that could make anyone's heart crack.

"I don't know," he admitted, "It could be anything. Do you know what it is?"

"No..." she murmured while shaking her head from side to side.

"Well," he spoke again, this time in a louder voice which made the woman look at him, "Whatever it is..."

Another shiver ran down her spine and her eyes glowed without her noticing. Levi stared into her glowing eyes, almost letting himself enjoy the mesmerising purple eyes.

"Don't let it get to you."

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