The fall did not take very long to turn into winter. Other than for a few titans, that Jean beat to death as soon as he saw them, the forest had gone quiet. It was kind of strange how quiet it got. It gave Jean and Marco nothing to distract them from practicing talking together.

"A, i, u, e, o." Marco sounded out the vowels (that are also the first part of the japanese alphabet). Jean then repeated them back to him. They did just the vowel several times. If they do not have them down, then no words will ever come out correctly. After what felt like the hundredth time repeating the vowels Jean let out a huff from boredom.

"Marco, less walk."

"Less walk?" Marco tilted his head wondering what the other meant by that. The nod he got was not helpful in figuring it out. "Not walking now Jean."

Jean pouted and tried to say the word correctly this time. "LeTs walk." He overemphasized the T now.

"Oooooh. Okay." Marco smiled getting up from the ground. "Tomorrow, IT's T Time. Terrific. LaTer Today, LeTs Try others names."

Jean huffed as he got up as well, crossing his arms. Marco did not have to make fun of him by over did it on the ts in so many words. How did he get so much better at talking than him? They were at the same level when he woke up as a titan. He gave a nod anyways as the two titans walked through the forest side by side.

Marco had said they should practice others name's because if they needed to be able to communicate with them as quickly as they could if they ever did cross paths. What ones joined the scouting legion though? What ones did not make it out of Trost like him? Did any of those ones turn into titans as well? The last one he might not ever know the answer to, but the first one can be settled now. "Jean?"

"Yeah?"

"Who joined Scouts?"

Jean was not expecting the question. "I did... Jeager... Mikasa... Armin..." Marco knew those three would and figured Jean did since he got eaten by a titan. "Reiner... Bergholdd..." He gave a glare knowing he messed up the Ts and did not want to be called on it. "Sasha... Connie... Krissa..." Damn those Ts. "and Ymir."

"No Annie?"

Jean shook his head no. "She Police."

"Annie is Smart."

Jean was glaring all over again. Marco looked back at him, putting his hands on his hips. "What?"

"I'm smarttoo."

"Jean... You died."

"...Low blow." Jean pouted.

Marco chuckled at his best friend. "Silly Jean." He took a hold of his hand. "My big stupid silly Jean."

Jean was blushing. "My mean Marco."

Their giant hands stayed together as they kept on walking through the their forest. Both of them had a smile on their partially skinless faces.