silent a p o l o g i e s {Petra & Levi}

Petra Ral had disappointed Levi Heichou, there was no better way to put it. Her sloppish actions had left him annoyed and frustrated, she had done something he had never expected her to do and because of that his expectations of her had lowered. Sure she was a good solider, she did what she was told and she was one of the best fighter’s he knew, but her actions had left him effectively puzzled. He knew it was simple enough to put it all down to a bad night and an unfortunate result, but he was not a man that put mistakes behind him easily. Erwin Smith was the perfect example of his need to find results and find conclusion. It had taken him almost three ears to forgive that man and to destroy his urge to kill him on sight. Now their relationship was at a complicated stage, neither one neither knowing nor understanding what was going on between the two. So Levi decided he was simply pissed at the man with the perfect fucking eyebrows, it seemed like the most logical conclusion to the chaos.

So he had assumed that Erwin had done something horrible to upset him and so every time he received paper from that bastard, or heard him talk he’d scowl as his heart fluttered and he’d get angry and snap at him for no reason at all. Petra was a completely different problem, the anger he exhibited towards her was dark, cold and silent, he chose to use minimal words, but ones that showed his annoyance all the same. He expected her to walk out of the room after his comment and leave him be, but she chose not to.

Instead she turned back around and faced him. And started talking. Fucking hell.

"How was it? The mission... I mean."

She’s hungry, she wants this information he can hear it in her voice. He knows the feeling, though, he knows what it is like to be left on the sidelines on a mission, to watch as other’s want, unknowing, not being able to predict, nor expect what happened. He knew what it was like to watch soldier’s leave and never return and stand and watch and think what if he had gone? Because surly he could have saved one more life, surly he could have brought back one more soldier, but he wasn’t sure. Because he didn’t know what had happened, he didn’t know the circumstances and although he was a man strong enough to not let it weigh him down the nights after those missions gnawed away at him.

But in the end he had chosen never to regret a decision he had made. So he didn’t. He banished such nonsense from his mind and five years later he never worried and he never thought about it. Concerning himself with trivial things was a waste of time, thinking and stressing over problems such as that was a waste of energy.

But she wasn’t Levi. She hadn’t learned what he had, she hadn’t gone through all that he had, and she didn’t think the same way he did. So he sighed heavily, racing a hand through his hair and down his face. Leaning back on his chair he turned his attention to Petra.

”Sit.” he ordered, indicating the chair in front of his desk. The room as a whole was nothing impressive, but when you put Levi in it, it became something else. It was perfectly cleaned, and everything was completely in order, there wasn’t any mess – aside from the few papers on his desk. It was simple, but it shined with his touch and anyone who entered knew that it was the short, aggressive man’s property.

The mission was fine, it was a success.” He said. ”What more did you want to know?” He continued, glancing down at the pages before him. Why on Earth was he satisfying her needs? What was the purpose of humoring her? ”What is the point of wasting your energy and time on something that isn’t important? You know that it was a fucking success, why bother finding out the details, it won’t change the fact that you weren’t there, Ral, instead you were piss-farting around and doing whatever the fuck you pleased.” He grabbed another piece of paper, scanning it with those dark eyes.

”It’s not going to change a thing.”

The tea remained untouched in front of him.