Levi stands in front of his squad, shifting his weight on his right leg. He had always told them to make the choice that they will regret less and he tells himself that he doesn't regret it, but if he would be perfectly honest, he'd say that he regrets everything.
He clenches his fists and bows his head. I will remember you as long as I live, however long that might be.
"Levi," he hears his name being called but he doesn't look up.
Erwin places a hand on his shoulder and gives it a squeeze, "We must get going. We can't afford to lose more."
He nods but he lingers longer, winces as he squats down. He already has Aruo, Erd, and Gunther's emblems - all that's left is hers.
Her hand sticks out of the blanket and he takes it in his hands. Hers is cold and stiff and he sees red. How dare she rob him of his team? Rob him of his family? Fucking titans robbed him of his family again.
He opens the blanket and sees her face, bloodied and so young. Her eyes are closed and he's thankful for that because he wouldn't know what to do if they were open. He couldn't bear to look at those honey colored eyes knowing that they were once filled with warmth and laughter - so different from the ones he saw in the forest.
"Petra," he kisses her cold bloodied fingers and whispers all the things he should've said.
He rips the emblem off her chest and pushes it in his pocket.
He will fight and he will carry on; that's what she'd want him to do.