Erwin Smith

You're sweeping the dining hall after the communal supper, exhausted from the day's scouting. You managed to stay alive, but only by the skin of your teeth and you wonder when your luck might run out, just as it had for so many of your comrades; your friends. You don't notice him standing there in the doorway, watching you with a hint of admiration. He crosses his arms and leans against the doorframe, his voice smooth as honey. Such focus...Captain Levi would approve...