"What do you know about Eren Jaeger?"

You shrug, leaning forward against the table. "Nothing."

The Military Police brigade member that's been questioning you raises an eyebrow. She glances sideways at her counterpart, who shrugs. "You know nothing about Eren Jaeger, the boy who can turn into a titan?" she says.

You shrug again, leaning backwards in your chair. "Nothing you don't already know. I wasn't close with the kid."

"Did he ever display any suspicious behavior?" the man asks, crossing his arms.

"Nah. Asked some stupid questions, sure, but nothing suspicious."

"Stupid questions?"

Your lips twitch as you recall your conversations at the mess hall table. "We always used to joke that all of his questions were stupid," you muse to yourself, but your mood instantly falls when you think about those fun times as trainees and how many you've lost. And how many you don't even know that you've lost.

"Miss Logan."