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She looked at Hange. She started to get tears " Yea. I know the feeling...." She said, crossing her arms " I know the feeling of losing the people who meant the most to you..." she said to Hange

She gulped and thought about whether or not to tell Hange about why she was outside talking to the sky " I never tell people this because it's personal but....I lost my family. My mom and dad...My brother and sisters "

She stood up and sighed, getting more tears " I lost them to a Titans attack on my village when I was 14 years old..." she stated " They were killed by those stupid Titans. They tried to kill me to but I survived. Now I will get what I yearned for. To defeat them and bring honor to my dad. Like I promised him " She said " And I was talking to the sky....because I was talking to my dad " She said, then looked at Levi, leaning against the wall again

Hange’s expression shifted from their usual playfulness to something softer, more understanding. They let out a quiet breath, rubbing the back of their neck as they listened to Liora’s confession.

“…Damn,” they muttered, their voice lacking its usual teasing lilt. “That’s… a lot to carry.”

For a moment, they just stood there, watching her, letting the weight of her words settle. Then, in a rare moment of gentleness, they placed a hand on her shoulder, giving it a firm but reassuring squeeze.

“You don’t have to explain yourself,” they said. “Talking to the sky, talking to your dad… there’s nothing weird about that.” They offered a small, lopsided smile. “I think if I lost everyone I loved, I’d want to believe they were still listening too.”

Hange exhaled, tilting their head slightly as they observed her. “You made a promise to your dad, huh? Sounds like he meant everything to you.”

They hesitated, then added, “Levi knows what that’s like too. He might not say it, but… maybe he understands you more than you think.”

They let go of her shoulder, stepping back with a small grin. “But, hey, for what it’s worth—I think he’s already starting to respect you. And coming from him? That’s a big deal.”

She stiffened up and let out a soft chuckle " I bet it is a big deal...." She said, taking another look at him then looked back at Hange. She took a breath. It was still pretty hard for her to admit her feelings like that. Especially to someone she just met

She thought for a moment " Excuse me. I'll be right back " She said then turned and went to go somewhere for a break. She went to what seemed like a lounge area. A break room. She sat down and hugged her knees. She started crying but softly so no one heard her

Hange watched her go, their usual carefree expression replaced by something more thoughtful. They didn’t follow immediately, knowing that sometimes people needed space to process things on their own. Instead, they sighed and crossed their arms, glancing toward the hallway she disappeared down.

“…Poor kid,” they murmured to themselves.

After a moment, they wandered off, giving her a bit of time. But after a few minutes, they casually strolled into the break room, hands stuffed in their pockets. They didn’t announce themselves, didn’t say anything right away. Instead, they leaned against the doorway, observing her quietly.

They could hear the soft sniffles, the way she had curled into herself, trying to hide her pain. Hange wasn’t exactly the best at deep emotional conversations, but they knew better than to just ignore something like this.

“Y’know,” they finally said, voice lighter but still gentle, “you don’t have to cry alone.”

They took a few slow steps inside, lowering themselves into a chair across from her. “I get it, though. Letting people see you like this? It sucks, huh?”

They rested their chin on their hand, watching her carefully. “But... for what it’s worth, I’m not here to judge. I’m just here.”

She looked away, softly wiping her tears away then looked at Hange again " I just....don't want people to see me and be like 'oh she is weak. How was she co captain of the Suvey Corps' " She said " And I especially don't want Mr. Captain to see me like this...." She said " He might give me the big talk "

She put her chin on her knees, thinking

Hange sighed softly, looking at her with understanding. They leaned forward slightly, their usual exuberance softened by the moment. "Listen, it’s okay to cry," they said gently. "Crying doesn’t make you weak. Everyone has their breaking points, even someone like Levi." They leaned back in their chair, thinking for a moment.

“...You know, he cried once. A long time ago, after losing Isabel and Farlan. Those were his closest friends, and they were taken from him in an instant." Hange paused, a flicker of empathy crossing their face. "Levi, of all people, broke down. He doesn’t show it often, but he's human, just like the rest of us. Sometimes you just have to let it out."

They crossed their arms, looking at her with a soft, reassuring smile. "I don’t think Mr. Captain would think you’re weak. You’re just human, like the rest of us. And honestly, if he does give you the ‘big talk,’ you’ll handle it. You’ve got more strength than most people realize. You don’t have to hide it all."

Hange shrugged lightly. "It’s okay to feel things, you know? It doesn’t make you any less capable. It just means you’re alive."

She looked at Hange then back towards where Levi is then looked back down, hugging his knees " I'm sure he will. But you are right. I would be able to handle it. " She said

" Besides, If Levi wants to talk about Isabel and Farlan, He can talk to me. I do understand how he feels. But I want him to tel me when he is ready. I just..." She chuckled " He reminds me of my dad " She said

Hange smiled softly, their eyes filled with understanding. "You’re right," they said gently, "If Levi wants to talk, he’ll come around in his own time. People like him... they have their walls, but eventually, they let someone in. Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but someday." They leaned back slightly, giving her space to think.

"I'm glad you can see that, though," Hange continued. "And it’s clear you care about him, just like you cared about your dad. That connection... it’s special. It’s what makes you so strong, because you understand him in a way others might not."

They chuckled lightly, "And hey, if Levi reminds you of your dad, that’s probably why you’re both so stubborn." They shrugged with a grin. "It’s in the blood, huh?"

She smiled a little bit and stood up " Yea that we are I suppose. Stubborn " She thought for a moment then looked back at Hange " I'm gonna go train some more by myself. If you need me, you know where I am "

She ran off to the training room. She got her sword out and began training again

Hange watched Liora head off, their smile still lingering as they admired her strength and determination. They knew she'd push herself, just like the stubbornness she shared with Levi. "Good luck," they muttered quietly to themselves before turning their attention elsewhere.

Levi, who had been observing from a distance, watched as Liora started training again. He had to admit, there was something admirable about her resilience. She had no problem showing vulnerability, yet she didn’t let it hold her back. He wasn’t sure what she was thinking, but there was something familiar about the way she threw herself into her training, the way she refused to show weakness in front of others.

He remained silent, his sharp gaze following her movements, his mind turning over the conversations they’d had. He might not have been great at expressing it, but there was respect there. And maybe, just maybe, that small connection with her—one of shared pain, of loss—was enough to make her someone who could handle whatever the Corps threw at her.

For now, he said nothing, his eyes still on her as she worked.

She felt a stare coming from Levi but thought nothing of it and continued her training. Training for her was a way to get her kind off of things. She took pride in how much she trained, believing it will make her a better corps member and a better leader, hoping one day she can lead the corps with pride and resilience. Just like her father did

After a moment, She took a small break and sat down against the wall. She took sips of her water, thinking for a moment

Levi stood a little farther off, arms crossed as he watched her take a break. His gaze was still sharp, though it wasn’t directed at her with the same intensity as before. He couldn’t quite shake the thought that she was always on the move, never letting herself rest too long, always needing to prove herself.

He frowned, muttering under his breath, “You’re gonna burn yourself out if you keep going like that. Take a damn break once in a while. You’re not gonna get anywhere if you collapse before you even get a chance to show what you’re made of.”

He wasn't sure why he even bothered, but the sight of her pushing herself so hard, always looking to prove something—it bugged him. He didn’t need to see it in anyone else. Maybe it reminded him too much of his own past.

Levi stayed where he was, not bothering to approach but watching her from a distance.

She looked over at Levi then looked away " Honestly...It takes my mind off of things...." She said " And I always feel like...I need to prove myself " She said

She got up again and started stretching " And if I'm going to defeat these Titans, I need to be prepared. I need to be especially if I end up fighting the one who attacked MY family " She said

" I promised to my dad that I will whatever it takes. If this is it, so be it " She made her way to the center again and took a few breaths. She smiled and started training again

As she was training, she suddenly stopped when the tattoo on her shoulder started to sting like crazy " Ahhhhh! " that was a sign a titan had been killed

Levi’s eyes narrowed as he watched her stop suddenly, clearly in pain. He had noticed the tattoo on her shoulder before, but seeing her react like this made him think twice. He straightened up from where he was leaning and began walking toward her, his expression unreadable but concerned.

“What the hell’s going on?” he called out to her, his voice laced with annoyance and something else—something closer to concern than he would admit. “Is something wrong with your shoulder?”

He didn't move closer just yet, his stance still firm. He wasn't sure what it was, but the way she reacted made him uneasy. He had seen the tattoo before, but he hadn't really thought much about it. That was until now.

“Don’t tell me you’ve been keeping things from me," he added, his voice flat but with an edge to it.

She looked up at him " It burns whenever a Titan is killed. Like it starts burning. Badly " She winces as it burns more " Ahhhhh! " She screamed

" I don't know why but it should only when I kill them not when someone else does " She said and looked away. She tried to stand up but only falls again " I have to keep training..." She keep trying but it hurts " Please " She falls again

Levi's eyes softened for a brief moment, watching her struggle. His initial annoyance melted away as he stepped forward, quickly moving to catch her before she could fall again.

"Stop," he said, his voice firmer now, a rare trace of care beneath his usual gruff tone. He supported her as she leaned on him for balance, his grip steady and strong. "This is more important than training. Whatever's going on with that tattoo, you're not pushing through this."

He glanced at her shoulder, his expression still unreadable. "Look, I'm not a damn doctor, but clearly something's wrong. If you can't even stand up, you’re no good to anyone out here."

Levi’s voice lowered as he gave her a look that was somehow both annoyed and concerned. "If you keep pushing yourself like this, you’ll make it worse. Get some rest. We’ll figure out what the hell is going on with you."

He didn't let go, waiting for her to accept the help. Levi’s expression turned even colder, a sharp edge to his words as he continued to support her. “If the pain’s that bad, I could just cut the damn arm off. It’d stop the burning.”

She looked at Levi " I accept the help but you ain't cutting my arm, Levi! " She said, Wincing in pain " Ahhh! " She screamed " Now would be the time to help me! "

She kept wincing " it hurts like heck! " She said. She managed to get up but fell against the wall, using the wall as support, waiting for Levi to help

Levi gently but firmly placed one hand on her shoulder, stabilizing her as the pain racked through her. He pulled her arm into a more comfortable position, his touch surprisingly careful despite his usual no-nonsense attitude. "Just breathe," he instructed, his voice quieter than usual.

He reached into his jacket for something—a small medical kit he always kept on hand—and quickly worked to apply a numbing ointment around her shoulder, hoping it would help dull the pain.

“You’re an idiot for not telling me about this sooner,” he muttered, more to himself than to her. "But we’ll deal with it now."

He kept his focus on the task at hand, making sure she didn’t collapse again.

She listened to him and took a few breaths, despite how badly it burned her " I didn't tell you for a reason " She said " You seem to only care whether or not we can through whatever the corps threw at us " She said

She watched as Levi took out something. A small medical kit. She watched as Levi applied numbing ointment on it

She managed to take a few glances of him. It got her thinking about something

Her mind: Does he....care?

She shook her head and looked away