The silence was occasionally broken by the scratching of a pen or the shuffling of a stray paper. Eren shifted on his knees as he stretched to reach one of the many papers thrown astray in the room. It was strange seeing the Corporal's office is such disarray, stranger to see Commander Erwin leaving in a rage. He was curious to what happened, but didn't dare pry. It wasn't his business, and he didn't want Levi breathing down his back about not minding his own business.

The teen glanced at the paper in his hand, but couldn't make out what was written. The writing was scratchy and seemed to be a different language. Eren shrugged it off and stacked it neatly in the small pile that he had started to work on. He picked up another but didn't bother to scan it when he heard the Corporal sigh through his nose and mutter something under his breath. The shifter flicked his eyes over to see the shorter man's brows furrow together and eyes close momentarily in frustration.

Another word was muttered and Eren had his full attention on the Corporal, he didn't understand the word. Levi's grey eyes flew open and glared directly into Eren's green ones. A sudden heat flashed over Eren's face as he quickly returned to his work. Levi seem to let it slide, "French."

The brunet straightened his back as he returned his attention back to Levi, "Sorry, sir?"

The raven-haired male sighed with annoyance, "French. Half the papers you have so hardly focused on are written in French," Eren gave him a curious gaze, "My native language, Yeager. I'm sure you have your own native language so don't act like you don't know what I am talking about."

Levi returned back to the paper that was on his desk, his pen moving swiftly pausing every so often as he glanced over his work. "Sir, why are these written in French? I don't write things in German."

The Corporal groaned before putting the pen back down, "So prying eyes don't go over what I have written." Though Levi didn't seem to mind being distracted on his paperwork, "You speak German? How very interesting, though it would fit such an angry brat such as you I suppose. It's a rough language correct?"

Eren didn't know if he should take that as an insult or compliment but he nodded his head, "Yes, sir."

The teen resumed cleaning the papers that were scattered on the floor, and he could still feel Levi's intense gaze on his side. He dared to peek to see that his feeling was correct, Levi had lost any interest in what was on his desk and he now focused on the boy on his office floor. The Corporal shifted to have is elbow resting on the dark wooded desk and crossed his fingers so he could rest his chin upon them.

"Speak it for me. I haven't heard the language in a long time," The older man sighed.

Eren stiffened. It had to be obvious that the Corporal was bored of his paper work and was looking for any outlet of some entertainment. It was strange seeing such a stoic man start to show some sort of interest in a boy such as himself. Well it was more of his native language. Though Eren hadn't spoken the language in a long time either, for he only spoke it when he had been at home or with fellow fluent speakers. It was easier to just speak in English since it had become more dominant in the land.

Eren gulped, shifted as he stacked more papers. He had cleared a good portion and was now moving to the rest. "Brat, didn't you hear me?" Levi was irritated, that was very clear in his tone.

"Ja hörte ich Sie, Sir." It wasn't the roughest of German but it seemed to satisfy Levi, who raised a brow slightly at the words.

"What did you say, Yeager? It was implied I don't speak the language." The Corporal shifted in his seat, picking up the pen and tapping it on the desk.

"I said, 'yes I heard you, sir.'" Eren mumbled and shuffled slightly as he pushed of the floor, finished with the first half of the office, "I wouldn't say anything to disrespect the Corporal, even in my own tongue."

The teen lifted on the small stacks that he made and Levi motioned to where they went. "I see. Now hurry up and finish. I don't want to spend all afternoon with you." The scratching sound of pen on paper resumed.

Eren felt a wave of disappointment; he thought the Corporal wouldn't mind his presence. Though he did pick up his pace, but curiosity had slowed him down eventually. He wanted to hear the language Levi said was French. He rarely heard other languages, for most had abandoned whatever language they lived with in order to communicate properly. It seemed Levi was one of the few that kept it close and used it to conceal any secrets or private matters.

"Sir?"

A sigh came through the Corporal's lips; he had been doing that a lot today, "What now? Can't you see I have a lot to do?"

Eren frowned; the Corporal didn't seem to mind being distracted for a small bit earlier. Why did it bother him now? "May I hear you speak French? I only think it fair since I spoke German for you, sir."

The older man gave a slight smirk, "Someday you may, but not today. I don't like repeating myself, Yeager. Now get finished with picking up these papers!"

Levi's words stayed with him through dinner. He would glance over to the shorter man, always listening to see if any French would be spoken, though it would be nearly impossible to hear. Despite the events earlier today the common dinner area was bustling about. Eren felt alone despite the busy area, for Hanji had stayed out, trying to look for any clues that would lead to finding the culprit.

Actually some of Levi's squad had left to tend to the matters, while the rest stayed behind. Multiple branches of soldiers had been coming in and out of the castle area which Eren found strange. He thought this castle was strictly for the Recon Corps but he guessed that today was exception.

The teen picked at his food, barely making a dent before tossing it. He trudged towards the basement where he was told he would be staying. He found it to be a cell, and rage flew through his body. It was more comfortable than his other of course, there was a desk and a bed with the proper necessities but it still didn't restrain the fact that he was not going to be trusted anytime soon.

An angry groan escaped his lips as his tugged at his straps and tossed them carelessly into a heap next to discarded boots. He then tore his shirt over his head, tossing that aside as well before replacing it with his sleeping shirt. The same followed for his pants, his thumb brushed at fading bruises from his straps as he pulled up more comfortable bottoms.

The teen slumped onto his bed his head in hands, frustration clear on his features. He wasn't too happy with his quarters. Eren tried to calm himself with thoughts such as not being chained down, and that it was an actually room that just had cell bars. It seemed to work slightly as he felt sleep come over him, the anger leaving his features and Eren appeared to be calm in his sleep.

A/N: Sorry for taking a bit longer with this chapter! I wasn't sure how I wanted to word it and such. I know this may not be jumping straight to anything but I kinda want to take things just a bit slow, actually try to get a relationship fleshed out. Though I am still thinking of ways to get it to my liking!

Levi being French and Eren being German always appealed to me. So I decided to give them their native languages. Its also one of my headcanons!

I didn't know what to make the common spoken language besides English since reasons.

All of you are great! I'm glad a good amount of you are enjoying this.

Sorry if the German is incorrect, I don't actually speak the language .