You arrived at the courthouse early afternoon the next day, medical bag in hand, just as instructed.

You had no idea what the dress code was for a court-martial. The closest you 've come to a trial before was the single malpractice case you were required to attend when you were at university. You figured it would be similar to then and so you put on the nicest dress you owned. It was simple, but at least the blue cotton was stain-free and the white shift beneath was freshly bleached.

You tightened your grip on the handles of your bag and wished you could wear your medical trousers and smock, which lay neatly folded inside. While they may have been stained and thread-worn, you felt far more comfortable in them.

It had been a few years since you needed to wear this dress, and so the fit was a little tight and your breasts pushed up. You had to rummage in Dr. Helfen 's trunk of old clothing for a kerchief large enough to modestly cover your chest. At the very bottom, you had discovered several piles of neatly folded gowns and other women 's garments. You hummed in curiosity, wondering whose these had belonged to. You pulled out a simple white fichu that had delicate embroidering around its edges. You pinned it around your shoulders and closed the trunk.

You had packed the bare minimum with you, uncertain of what you needed. You assumed they needed you to pack light for your travels - wherever that was supposed to be. A spare change of clothes along with a few toiletries accompanied your medical bag which was filled with everything you guessed would be necessary in the field. Suture material, basic instruments, your stethoscope, antibiotics, salve, tourniquets, a wooden bit, syringes and needles, rolls of bandaging and gauze, pain medications, splints of various sizes, smelling salts, sterile water, a bottle of antiseptic solution - all were packed neatly inside. On the very top of your supplies sat a little black book, given to you by Dr. Helfen.

The farewell at the surgery 's door that morning had been somber. You didn 't sleep well the previous night and the nerves of departing had caused you to toss and turn. When morning had finally arrived, reprieving you from the fitful sleep, your hands shook as you finished packing. It even took you two tries to finish tying the front of your corset, the ties slipping through your fingers.

Dr. Helfen 's knobby fingers had rested on your shaking hands when he noticed your struggle. You peeked up at him through your lashes. 'I don 't know why I 'm feeling nervous today, ' you said sheepishly.

Your mentor gave you a soft smile, though you could see guilt still weighing heavily on his shoulders. 'Indeed, it is curious. Never has your hand wavered on an open patient, but when it comes to tying your stays, it 's as if you developed the shakes. ' He finished tying off the corset for you. You murmured your thanks and faced the mirror, fidgeting with the rest of your clothing.

Dr. Helfen watched from behind. He cleared his throat.

'I, uh, have something I wish to give you. ' He reached into his smock and pulled out a small notebook. It was bound in a rich black leather. He extended it towards you. 'To start recording all your own cases, ' he explained as you accepted his gift. 'I am certain you will encounter the most interesting and rewarding cases out there in the field. '

'Provided I survive long enough to even see such, ' you mumbled. You flipped through the book, the pages crisp and new. The smell of fresh paper wafted from it. You closed your eyes and brought your nose to it, inhaling deeply.

'Make me proud out there, ' your mentor said, his voice cracking. You looked up in surprise and found tears welling up in his eyes. 'You return to me. Promise me that you will return. Whole and alive. '

You wrapped your arms around his neck and gave him a tight squeeze. 'I 'll do my best. I won 't forget a thing you 've taught me. I promise. '

He patted your back and with a final sniffle, pulled away. He wiped his eyes on his sleeves. You slipped your new notebook beside your medical supplies and buckled the bag closed.

As you walked to the door, Dr. Helfen handed you a sweet roll neatly wrapped in a cloth. 'For the trip to the courthouse. '

You accepted it with thanks, and with a final smile to your mentor, stepped out of the practice.

The rising sun reflected just off the top edge of Wall Sina, its bright rays piercing your vision. You brought your hand to your brow, shielding your eyes. The early morning crowds had begun to fill the streets, the soft chatter of conversations filling the air. It was a long walk to the courthouse, so you set out without delay.

As you turned the corner on one of the streets you heard the distinct sound of the morning paper snapping open and then a soft

tsk

.

'Do they really think we can support all those refugees here? ' said a gruff voice.

You paused your walking, curious. You pretended to look into the window of a nearby shop; a potential customer evaluating the goods.

'Apparently so, ' said the gentleman beside him. His own paper rustled as he turned the page. 'As horrific as the events in Trost were, we simply do not have the resources to support all those who wish to come here. '

'It 's simply the risk they took living in the outer walls to begin with, ' said the first man. 'It 's their own damn faults they now beg at our doors. Our supplies have already been cut and given away for free while we still have to pay out of our own damn purses! '

'If refugees entering Wall Sina is inevitable, ' the second man replied, 'then we should petition that those with higher value enter first. At least then there would be

some

control over who receives what. Merchants should have enough coin on them that they could at least compensate us for whatever resources they need. '

You had heard quite enough and walked away before you caused a scene.

Similar conversations brushed past your ear as you traveled. Many discussed their fear of the impending refugees, worried that their homes and jobs and food would be taken from them. Never did you hear those of Sina talk about the refugees and their plight with empathy, only with anger and annoyance.

Among all the talk about refugees, others spoke about the abnormal Titan that plugged up the hole in Trost. It apparently had even fought other Titans, utterly ignoring the humans. Unlike when discussing the refugees - which was spoken loud and harshly - talk of the Titan was always in whispered, shaky voices. The fear was obvious in their voices. How long was it until disaster reached Sina too?

You had heard about the abnormal Titan from a few of your patients these past few days. Unlike the folks of Sina, however, your soldiers had spoken of it with awe and something akin to hope. The tide of battle against the Titans was completely changed due to him - this boy that could apparently transform into a Titan. Perhaps they could use him to their advantage again in the future, they had said with optimism in their eyes as you tended to their wounds. If there was one thing both sides agreed on, this person was completely changing the discourse surrounding Titans.

It clicked then in your head.

The person on trial was to be your patient, Erwin mentioned the day before. You shook your head in disbelief. He couldn 't possibly mean that abnormal Titan, could he? Was Erwin really so crazy as to draft a

Titan

into their ranks?

He 's still part human supposedly, you reminded yourself. If he was to be your patient, then you refused to allow your preconceived notions about Titans influence your opinion of him. If his ability held true, then it was a revolutionary breakthrough in humanity 's knowledge of Titans.

An image of Dr. Helfen 's face from the other day flashed in your mind. You had been doctoring a Garrison soldier who suffered from multiple fractured ribs. To keep themselves distracted, they told you of the boy who emerged from a Titan 's husk, alive and whole. You were fascinated by the tale, but your mentor had looked ill. He excused himself to the back study, his face pale. You thought nothing of it at the time, but now it made your suspicions rise. Shouldn 't this development have sparked that curious mind of his? You wished you had talked to him about it but the influx of patients from Trost prevented any kind of private conversation from occurring. You desperately wanted to know his opinion about it now.

When you had finally arrived at the courthouse, breakfast long past devoured and feet aching, you realized you had no idea where in the courthouse you were supposed to go. So you resorted to dropping your bag between your feet and leaning against one of the pillars that stood at its entrance. You crossed your arms. If they needed you, they could find you. It 's their fault they weren 't more specific in their instructions.

To pass the time, you watched the various people who began to file their way into the courthouse. Based on the amount of people that had arrived today, especially those in uniform, clearly the trial was for someone quite significant. Definitely this Titan boy, you decided. As the sun rose across the sky, so did the heat. You felt a bead of sweat roll from the back of your neck and down your spine.

'Harlot, ' someone said as they passed.

You turned to see who had made the comment but they quickly became lost in the crowd that walked past the building.

'The day of repentance has arrived for the people in Trost! ' some pastor said loudly as he walked by. No one around him paid him any attention. That didn 't seem to discourage him, however. 'Your foul alterations to Wall Rose have led to God 's righteous fury! Pay heed, people of Wall Sina! This is what comes to those who interfere with the divinity of the Walls! We have no others to blame but those who- '

You promptly tuned out his preaching. Sanctimonious twat.

'How much? ' someone whispered by you.

You turned your head to see a man standing a foot away. He had greying hair and was wearing quite an expensive suit, a golden chain clipped from his waistcoat to the pocket of his trousers. He was leaning against the side of your pillar, the brim of his silk hat tipped forward as he pretended to nonchalantly read the daily paper.

'Excuse me? ' you asked. You picked up your bag and gripped the handles tightly.

He didn 't lift his eyes from the paper. 'How much do you, uh,

you know

' '

Your lips parted in shock.

The man 's eyes briefly rose from the paper to scan you from head to toe. 'You must be one of the Behr Girls. We rarely get the pretty ones out here. Usually he keeps the good ones close by himself. But considering you 're standing out here in the daylight, and here at the courthouse, he must be trying to snag some good coin. I must say, the man is smart, using the court-martial for his own benefit. What prices did he set for today? '

'I am a

physician

, sir! ' you exclaimed in shock.

He smiled and gave you a look you could only assume was supposed to be flirtatious. 'Then I am to be your patient? How thorough will be your, ah,

examination

? '

You glanced down at the paper in his hands and noticed the golden band around his ring finger.

'I don 't think you want me touching your cock, sir. Who knows what might happen to it. Although then I could send it to your spouse in a box. I'll even wrap it with a pretty bow. I suspect they'll like such a gift."

His smile wavered. He spit at your feet and you jumped away from it.

'To be judged by someone like you! Dressed the way you are, advertising yourself! '

You looked down at yourself, confused. The fichu still covered everything. 'Your dress looked no different from what others wore.

'Ah, you 've come. Good, ' Erwin said in the way of greeting as he walked up the steps, Levi beside him.

'Impeccable timing, ' you said dryly.

'Thank you, gentlemen, for your incredible service and bravery, ' the man said to them, chest puffed pompously. His tough demeanor he displayed a moment before had completely vanished. He folded his paper underneath his arm and straightened the hat on his head.

You held back a scoff. Not at the sentiment expressed by the man, but rather at the sudden change in his demeanor. All it took was two men in uniform and the man devolved into a submissive twat.

'Indeed, thank you for protecting the innocent from disgusting pigs, ' you grumbled.

Erwin raised a brow and Levi turned his attention towards the man. At noticing Levi 's cold stare, he promptly took heed and bolted down the stairs, disappearing into the afternoon crowd.

You cleared your throat. 'I didn 't know where you needed me. Or what exactly my purpose of being here was. '

'A suggestion from Section Commander Hange Zo ', which I agreed with. Having you as a witness today would be an informing prelude to the start of your work with us, ' Erwin replied, his demeanor towards you much kinder than it had been yesterday. Had he forgiven you already for the way you had spoken to him? 'Speaking of, Hange should be here any moment. They were the one who originally pitched Dr. Helfen 's name. Since we were unable to obtain the good surgeon, they are most interested in meeting you, as you were his student. You will find yourself working closely with them on various projects within the next few weeks. '

Curiosity bubbled to the surface.

'Projects? ' you inquired.

Erwin gestured to the crowd of people with listening ears walking past them. 'Another time, ' he said with a polite smile.

'They 're here, ' Levi noted blandly, closing his eyes as if mentally preparing for something.

'Erwin! Levi! ' a voice loudly sang. 'There you two are! '

A whirlwind force of a person came barreling through the crowd, gently pushing people aside to make their way through. 'Ohhh! Is this who I think it is?! ' They gasped in excitement, their eyes alighting behind their thick square glasses when they landed on you.

'Hange, I assume? ' you said, amusement pulling your lips up.

They lunged forward and grabbed your hand. They profusely shook it with a grin. 'You know me already! And you are Dr. Helfen 's prot 'g '? '

You flushed in pride. 'The one and only. '

'I know all about Dr. Helfen 's accomplishments! ' exclaimed Hange, practically bursting with excitement. 'The man is a genius in medicine! I 've read all his published papers! It was my suggestion to recruit him to the field, you know. I suspected his older age might have been an issue, but I figured accommodations could have been made. ' They grabbed you by your shoulders and held you out at arms length to examine you. 'But you! You will do great! To have his direct understudy is the second best thing I could have asked for! The knowledge in that head of yours passed down from him, paired with your youth, ohhh it 's a perfect combination! '

'You will tire her out before she 's even started, ' said Levi, sounding exhausted himself.

'You 're so cute, too! ' said Hange, squishing your cheeks. 'That must be why Erwin and Levi were so quick to suggest you when they couldn 't get Helfen for me! Why have a wrinkly old man around when they could have someone like you! And I bet your brain is just as beautiful! I can 't wait to pick at it! '

'Likewise, ' you replied through your smushed cheeks.

Erwin sighed and Levi merely crossed his arms.

'Hange, ' he said sternly. 'You 're causing a scene. '

Indeed those that passed your small group looked over with curious and annoyed expressions. Hange paid no heed.

'They just don 't understand, ' they said with a heavy sigh. They suddenly gasped again. 'Miche! You 're finally here! Look who also came! '

Hange eagerly pushed you forward towards a man walking about who towered above even Erwin. The long bangs of blonde hair were swept to either side of his face. The expression he wore was dour, his frowning mouth surrounded by whiskered facial hair. He said nothing as he eyed you over. He sniffed once before returning his attention to Hange.

'It 's time, ' was all he said. He placed a hand on their arm and pulled them away from you, guiding them into the courthouse.

'I shall see you again soon! ' Hange said cheerfully over their shoulder as they stumbled away. 'What do you think he 's going to be like? ' they said animatedly to Miche, voice fading as they practically skipped into the building.

'Charming, ' you commented sincerely. Suddenly this recruitment was looking up now that you knew you would be working with someone as pleasant as them. You expected the ideas in that neurotic head of theirs had to be utterly brilliant.

'They 'd be more charming if they bothered to bathe more, ' said Levi as the three of you entered the building.

'Filth bothers you, Captain? ' you asked, remembering his reaction to the smell of the bacterial petri dish in Dr. Helfen 's surgery.

'You will find no cleaner man in the entire military, ' Erwin said with wry amusement.

You smirked. 'At least I won 't have to worry about you getting ill due to poor hygiene, Captain Levi? '

'It 'll be a dark day in hell should that happen, ' said Levi ominously.

Erwin gestured to a line of townspeople waiting inside, just outside the main doors of the courtroom. 'You will enter with them. Someone will come find you afterwards. I hope today doesn 't scare you off. ' If anything was going to scare you off, it was going to be death by Titan, not a trial. With a final nod, Erwin and Levi strode away from you, a quiet conversation sparking between them as they went down a different hallway.

You watched them disappear before joining the end of the line Erwin had pointed to. You peered around the person standing in front of you, attempting to figure out how long you were going to have to wait. Based on the length of the heated argument occurring between a merchant and the guard in front of the doors 'a while. You sighed.

Eventually the line began to move once the man who had caused the argument was escorted out by those in uniform. The guards, Military Police based on the unicorn insignia sewed onto their jackets, patted each person down for weapons and took away any possessions before allowing them to enter.

You waited in line, shuffling forward every time a person was accepted into the courtroom. When it came to be your turn, the guard extended an open hand for your bag. You handed it to her.

'What 's in here? ' the guard inquired, opening the straps of the bag and peering in.

'Medical supplies, ' you answered honestly as a second guard came over and patted your person for hidden weapons. 'I was granted clearance to attend today 's trial. ' You squirmed uncomfortably, both at the stranger 's touch and the rummaging through your bag.

'By who? ' she asked.

'Commander Erwin, ' you replied.

The guards glanced at each other, then snickered.

'I 'm happy my reply gave you two amusement. Now, please be gentle with- '

'What 's this? ' the guard searching your bag asked as they pulled out a rolled up pouch. They unraveled it, revealing a neat row of syringes and capped needles. 'What are you planning on doing with these? '

You exhaled in frustration. 'I 'm a physician. For the Scouting Legion. Now please be gentle. Those are all I have and if you- '

'I 'll just keep this here with me, ' she said, tossing the syringes back inside. She then pitched your bag into a pile with others.

'I said be gentle! That 's- '

'Move along, ' the guard behind you drawled, moving their hands to your back and pushing you forward. You joined the group of accepted townsmen in the courtroom with annoyance. You took station at one of the benches located towards the back of the courtroom. To your left stood two women, an open fan in each of their hands. To your right was a man who smelled of tobacco and shaving oil.

Further down to the left you saw Erwin and Levi file in, taking their places at a railing before them. Surrounding them were other members of the Scout Regiment and the Garrison. Opposite them were the Military Police; the same insignia sewn onto their jackets as those who had patted you down. Mixed in were several men wearing black robes. You recognized one as the man who had droned on about defiling the wall when you had waited outside.

Before you, on the other side of the room, stood an oversized mahogany stand. The middle seat - the magistrate 's you assumed - was empty.

The noise level of the courtroom raised with conversation the more that entered. Your eyes lifted to scan the upper viewing boxes, which were also beginning to fill with various military members. Your eyes caught on the artwork painted on the ceiling.

The woman beside you fanned at her face with her embroidered fan, pushing a foul aroma towards you. 'Goodness, it 's hot in here, ' she complained. You tried your hardest to be polite and not cover your nose at the body odor that wafted over. When was the last time these ladies bothered to bathe? They stunk to high heavens of some kind of pungent perfume they doused on their skin instead of what they should have been using - soap and water.

'Commander Smith looks quite handsome today, don 't you think? ' the lady beside you said to her friend. 'Such pretty blonde hair. Imagine how precious his children would look with that color! So tall too, ' she added, sighing longingly.

Her friend giggled in response. Her own fan beat faster and you suppressed the urge to snatch the damn thing away from her. Did no one else notice this stink they kept wafting about. God above, you 've tended to wounded soldiers who smelled better! 'Anyone is going to look taller and handsomer if they stand beside Captain Levi, ' replied the friend.

The woman directly next to you clucked her tongue. 'Bah. He 's not

that terrible

. I mean, if you squint your eyes and get him in the right lighting ' '

'He 's just so

little

. He would need a stool every time we kissed! ' They snickered behind their fans.

Irritation flashed through you. You leaned over and smiled at the two women. You made sure not to breathe in as you got closer. 'Judging by the strong odor of perfume trying its damnedest to cover the stink coming off you ladies, it 's safe to assume that the last time you likely bathed was weeks ago. Levi wouldn 't stand a foot within your radius, never mind put his lips anywhere on you. '

The smiles slipped off their faces. The fans stopped beating. Their eyes scanned you with sour expressions. Clearly your input was unappreciated.

'I recommend starting to bathe more regularly. Wouldn 't want you two getting ill, ' you continued before they could get a word in. You straightened and returned your attention forward. 'Theresa Becker 's shop usually has a good price on lye. '

A hush suddenly fell over all those in the courtroom, cutting off their chance of a reply. The person to stand trial was on their way in. The two ladies snapped open their fans again and waved them back and forth more vigorously. The man to your right politely coughed.

The doors opened and in came a handcuffed boy, anxiety stamped clearly on his face. They brought him forward to the center of the room and forced him to kneel. You watched from behind as a pole slid down and secured the irons around his wrists, cuffing him to the pole.

Conversation around you started up again, this time in whispered breaths to one another. Was it really this boy that had everyone feeling threatened? The rumors you had overheard this morning from those discussing the day 's news swirled in your head, connecting to one another.

A middle-aged man entered then, taking that empty middle seat at the magistrate 's stand. He was introduced as Premier Dhalis Zachary. It was the first time you 've seen the head of the military, although you recognized the name.

And so began the court-martial.

As the Military Police began their proposal, your suspicions about this boy became confirmed. Despite one of your questions being answered, even more began to flood your brain. How was he able to transform? Are there others like him? How much control does he have over it?

The answer to your last question was quickly presented. No one knew, and it clearly frightened those of the Military Police who had proposed to dissect and execute him. The loud-mouthed pastor from before interrupted, spewing the same nonsense he had outside.

When it came time for him to speak, Erwin 's proposal was simple: he wanted this boy, Eren Jaeger, to join the Scout Regiment. Such an asset would be revolutionary for the Scouts, should this boy gain control of this ability. But how could they even guarantee that the Titan boy could even develop such a skill? How does one train a skill that has never existed before? Especially one that was so volatile and uncertain. Are the Scouts really so confident as to be able to handle such a task? Who could-

Your eyes immediately shifted over to Levi, who stood there, arms crossed. Then you looked to his left at Erwin. And finally, you looked up to the box seats where Hange had entered after the court-martial had begun. Projects, eh? You saw then the cards Erwin had in his hand.

Debate continued on who should get custody of this Eren Jaeger. While those in the Garrison and Scout Regiment remained calm, those in the Military Police became heated and emotional. Voices and temperaments raised. Their fear of Eren was clearly the primary motivation behind their proposal and arguments. One man in particular, a merchant, became hysterical and joined in on the debate. You recognized him as the merchant from before who had argued with one of the guards. You had seen him get escorted out, so how on earth did he manage to get back in?

Levi cut in, his composure even. His tongue was sharp and his argument blunt. A feeling sparked in your chest at his words and you couldn 't help the corners of your lips lifting. You felt 'admiration.

As the debate pressed forward, your eyes went to the accused at the center of it all. You could see tension building in his back. When another name was thrown into the arguments, a Mikasa Ackerman, all restraint left Eren Jaeger.

His outburst was emotional, his pleas to be trusted ringing throughout the room. The boy was likely confused as it was from these last few days, and to now have people all around you discussing whether you should live or die, be dissected or trusted - how heavily that must weigh on a person. Such an outburst was unsurprising. Justified, even.

The end of his speech left everyone stunned. The townsmen around you held their breath, the women beside you stilled their fans. Everyone awaited what would come next.

When the Military Police cocked a gun and instructed to take aim, disbelief flooded your body. Surely they didn 't have the clearance of such an action? And in this location. How could they have the nerve to do such a thing in front of the premier without consequence?

Movement from the side of the Scouts and the Garrison caught your eye, but before you could make sense of it, the sound of a boot meeting flesh filled the tense air. A tooth clinked against the floor as it tumbled away.

The women to your left gasped loudly.

You couldn 't help but flinch every time Levi 's foot connected with Eren. The sound of the boy 's grunts of pain echoed in your ears. There seemed to be no end in sight to the beating. You desperately wanted to pull Eren Jaeger away from this brute and evaluate his condition. It felt wrong to just stand by and do nothing. You needed to fix the damage Levi was currently inflicting. All admiration you had felt before vanished in that moment and was replaced with pure shock mixed with something else you couldn 't recognize.

Who did you get yourself involved with?

Someone unafraid who could handle Eren Jaeger in his Titan form, should he transform and become uncontrollable.

Point taken.

You shook your head in disbelief. That was one way to go about it.

As soon as Levi finished his assault on the boy, Erwin took the opportunity then to put in one final word. He mentioned an expedition, one Eren will participate in. The results of such would demonstrate further Levi 's ability to control the boy, as well as determine whether Eren can be relied upon. A better, fairer trial to determine his fate compared to this one. Let those results be a better source to judge for the premier, rather than the arguments that had been thrown around today.

Premier Zachary made his decision then. He will allow Eren Jaeger to join the Scout Regiment under the direct custody of Levi.

The court adjourned then, much to the chagrin and annoyance of the Military Police. The people in your section turned to leave, discussing among themselves the trial they had just witnessed. You weren 't surprised to hear most of the conversations centered around Levi 's performance. You followed the flow of the crowd to the courtroom 's exit.

You strained your neck trying to spot what they were doing to Eren. If he was to be your patient then shouldn 't you tend to his wounds now? You watched him be brought through a separate door; Erwin and Levi following close behind.

Your bag was returned to you and you promptly took survey of its contents. Once you were satisfied that everything was still accounted for and packed properly once again, you buckled the bag closed. You looked around, trying to figure out how the hell you were going to find Levi and Eren Jaeger.

Hange came running towards you then, immense excitement written all over their face. The parting crowd shot them annoyed looks as they pushed past.

'Oh, you must come see this! It 's a marvel! ' Their cheeks were flushed with pleasure as they gripped one of your hands and tugged you away. They took you into one of the back hallways of the courthouse.

'Imagine the possibilities with such amazing healing time! ' they said excitedly. 'But no, it 's not just healing, it 's complete regeneration! We must discover what causes this phenomenon to occur at such a rapid speed. If we could isolate the source, imagine the uses in your field! How much easier it would make your job! '

You shook your head in confusion. Your shoulder began to ache from their tugging. 'What are you even referring to? '

'Eren, of course! ' Hange exclaimed. 'His tooth! The one Levi knocked out. It 's completely regrown! A normal adult tooth! It 's as if it never left his mouth! '

'How is that possible? ' you asked in disbelief.

'Who knows! But that 's what we 're going to find out! ' Hange burst through one of the doors. They finally released your hand. You rubbed at your sore shoulder.

'Erwin has left, ' Levi informed Hange. He sat on a couch, legs crossed. Beside him was Eren Jaeger. Miche stood in the corner, his face impassive, gaze never wavering from Eren.

Hange didn 't even acknowledge Levi 's comment as they scurried over to a side table and picked something up. 'Look! Look! ' In Hange 's grip was a kerchief, which they promptly shoved into your hands. You unfolded the cloth to discover the tooth that had been knocked clean from Eren 's mouth. You looked over at the source of the tooth.

'Has your tooth really regrown? ' you asked. You took a hesitant step towards him. 'May I see? '

Eren merely opened his mouth in response. You peered in and sure enough, all teeth were accounted for. 'Fascinating, ' you murmured under your breath. Hange was right. Should you be able to source his ability of rapid regeneration and isolate it - the application in medicine would be revolutionary. Eren Jaeger wasn 't just valuable from a military perspective, but also from a scientific one. You completely understood Hange 's excitement.

You quickly scanned the rest of Eren 's body and saw that his other wounds had already healed.

You looked between Hange and Levi. 'So, he 's my primary patient during my time with the Scouts? '

Levi nodded once. Hange practically vibrated in excitement and you smiled at their reaction. You extended a hand towards Eren Jaeger. You gave him your name, ' 'and I will be your physician. '