After dinner, there's another lecture on titans. It's only an hour, but it's still far too long for your liking. By the time it's done, you're exhausted. You're not even sure if the Survey Corps are still here; Hange had mentioned a briefing with Shadis but you weren't sure how long that would take.

You can't help but wander back to the mess hall, wondering if they'd really left without saying goodbye. You don't want to overestimate your own importance, but it's unlikely that they just left without saying anything.

Someone's in the mess hall, but it's not any of the scouts- it's one of the cadet instructors, Wystan Baine. "Cadet Logan," he greets when he notices you. "What're you doing here?"

"Looking for the scouts, sir," you say, saluting him quickly. "Have they left?"

He frowns. "I'm not sure. But you should be headed to the barracks anyways."

You deflate, visibly disappointed. "Yes, sir."