RivaMika prompt; jealous!Mikasa (slightly): " I know I already look exhausted by the sun, my sweaty hair sticks on my yet reddish face, but when I look at the girl at the Captain's side, the place I should be right now, I don't see anything of that. Her red hair flows in soft curls over her slim shoulders and her face is still as white as porcelain. She shouldn't be with him."