Levi Has A Pet

Summary: Levi has a pet, an unusual one, but it's a pet and he likes it with all of his dark little heart. It's small, undemanding and, most of all, clean. But it's a blast from the past and when word gets out, everyone wants it. Levi has to make sure his unique pet remains his and free. Eren, already done with this BS 2000 years ago, gets dragged into it. He's not complaining, despite his complaining.

Misaki was staring at him.

Levi did his best to ignore him, but the man hadn't taken his eyes off of Levi since they had let him out of the room he'd been locked in that morning and he'd agreed to a few conditions that were presented to him in exchange for his freedom from the confinement of a single, locked room and the promise of Levi's family paying off the bills. Apparently, he was fine with a complete stranger paying for them instead of Jean, who'd been offering from the start because he already considered Jean family and if Jean paid for something, it would still be a deficit, from his point of view, in his family's finances.

No one wanted to get in a debate with him whether that sort of view on things made sense or not, for all they needed from him was for him to keep his mouth shut and not try to shoot or expose anyone.

(Jean had insisted that Levi will not be paying for a single thing, regardless what Misaki thought; the man refused to let Levi be in debt to anyone, especially when the idiot in question was his soon-to-be brother in law who only wanted to look competent for his elders so he'd get to inherit the Azumabito. Jean had always wanted to pay for the whole wedding but it had been Mikasa's folks who had insisted they share the expenses. Jean still wanted to, so he will, and Misaki will be told it had been Levi who had paid. And Levi just let him, because he has no idea how he would have paid either way, not having an account or anything to transfer the money. He's just glad that Misaki bought it and finally shut the fuck up. He was getting annoying with his whining and arguing.)

They were all sitting around the big dinning table in a whole separate room of the penthouse, obviously made for business meetings, parties and 'shows of riches and power', all elegant and big with subtle details that belied both style and riches. Most of the people at the table weren't impressed, having been to one too many of Historia's banquets or had been friends with rich friends, but Isabel, Falco, Gabi and even Pieck were a bit dazzled by the extravagance of the room even as they ate P&J sandwiches, pop tarts, cereal and whatever else could be found in Misaki's cabinets for breakfast.

Levi had made sure to feed the Hallucigenia before Misaki joined them for breakfast. He didn't want Misaki learning more about the Cambian creature than he already knew - however little that might be - lest he get ideas and change his mind about the little peace they'd formed. Levi had also already finished his tea, so he wasn't holding his cup in a 'weird' way. He was just eating. There was no reason why Misaki should be staring at him as intensely as he was.

"Oi," he said when he decided enough was enough. "Do you need to take a shit? I can beat it out of you, if you continue staring at me like that."

Misaki, for some reason, looked both intrigued and frightened by that. Levi arched an eyebrow.

The younger Azumabito turned to his sister. "I want him. Can I keep him?" He asked in what Levi could only assume was Chinese based on the intonation of words and how smoothly they floated together. It certainly wasn't Japanese and Levi didn't think it was Korean, either. It could be Vietnamese, for all he knew, because he certainly didn't understand it.

Hange, apparently, did, because she stiffened and turned a rather dangerously blank look towards Misaki so Levi could only guess that whatever he'd said couldn't be good.

Mikasa sent her brother a disapproving look. "He's not a thing or a pet and he's way out of your league."

"Don't be so uptight, older sister," argued back Misaki with a lecherous grin that made Levi want to introduce this brat to his fucking boot. Or, well, sneaker. He missed his military-issued boots. They were some of the best footwear his feet had ever been graced with and were extremely useful for ass-kicking. "I wouldn't force him to be my pet! He'd be begging me for it. Besides, no one is out of my league," he seemed to be boasting, which caused Mikasa to roll her eyes. Levi really wished he knew what they were saying. "He may be pretty, but he's not that pretty."

"I beg to differ," Eren suddenly said, making everyone but Armin look at him in surprise. Even Levi hadn't known Eren spoke Chinese-or-whatever. Though it had never really come up in conversation when they'd all lived together back in Barcelona.

"Nǐ shuō zhōngwén?" Asked Misaki, sounding impressed.

"Yīdiǎn," answered Eren, eyes set in a hard glare. "I'd advise you to stay away from him."

"Why?" Countered Misaki with a scoff.

"Because I said so."

"And why should I listen to you?" Judging from his tone and body language, Levi could only guess Misaki was taunting and challenging Eren.

The others just sat there and listened, trying to figure out what was going on. Well, besides Mikasa and Hange, who seemed to be the only ones who understood the conversation going on between their resident anger issues boy and Mikasa's this-life brother. Sasha, despite seemingly not understanding any more than anyone else, was eating her food as if she was in one of those dinner and a show restaurants, clearly enjoying the drama going on extra with her food.

"Shouldn't we tell Mikasa's brother to, you know, not provoke Eren Jaeger?" Gabi asked in a hushed whisper, directing the question to Jean, who seemed to be having way too much fun in watching his soon-to-be brother in law seemingly duke it out with the once most dangerous man in the world.

Jean, though, snorted. "Nah, let them be. Misaki needs to be taken down a peg or a dozen. And while Heichou-" Levi briefly glared at Jean at the slip. "-may have started on that yesterday, I don't think the message stuck where it should. Let him face the suicidal bastard's psychotic side. He needs to get some common sense scared shitless into him or else he'll pick a fight that will end with him in a coffin and I'd really rather not watch Mikasa be sad and grieve again."

"With how things are going, I think he might end up in a coffin as we speak," Annie commented, not taking her eyes off of the tense men glaring at each other over the table.

"Do you know what they're saying?" Armin asked and his girlfriend shook her head.

"I know only a handful of words and phrases and they're currently using none of them. I literally just understood when Misaki asked Eren if he knew Chinese and when Eren said he knew a little bit. Where did he even learn Chinese, anyways?"

"China has some of the best marine research programs and projects so Eren decided to learn some Chinese in case he gets the chance to work on some of them. I tried to do the same, too, but I just didn't have the ear for it, it seems," Armin explained and Levi was at least glad he knew what language was being spoken.

At that point, Hange hissed at them all to quiet down because they were disturbing her show before she went back to staring at Misaki and Eren. Mikasa had never drifted her gaze away from them. Understandable, since Eren looked like he was seconds away from biting Misaki's head off. Literally, too. Levi wouldn't put it past the brunet. He just wished he knew what had the man so worked up in the first place.

Suddenly, Eren smiled the grin he used to don when he talked or thought about killing all the Titans before they all learned the truth behind their nature and existence. He leaned a bit in his seat but didn't stand up. He didn't need to. Shadows seemed to fall into his eyes as he gazed right at a slowly getting frightened Misaki. "Because I will rip your spine out, crush your skull, tear apart your body and feed it all to the first starving mutt I find on the streets." Misaki suddenly lost all color in his face. "Did I make myself clear?"

"Y-you think you can intimidate me into n-not pursuing him?" Misaki seemed to ask, trying to act brave but it was all empty bravado in the face of a man ready to destroy the whole world for his loved ones and for revenge.

"You'll get near him only over my dead body."

"That can be arranged!"

Eren's grin, if possible, only got creepier, to the point that even Levi found it a bit disturbing. He felt like he was staring into the face of the same monster he'd first met two thousand years ago in an underground cell, chained to a wall and bed as if that would be enough to keep a boy capable of turning into a fifteen meter Titan in check. "Do your worst, because I can guarantee I've survived worse than anything your pathetic little mind can think up."

"Why are you even this invested in this!?" Misaki all but screamed, actively leaning away from Eren now, clearly giving up on the pretense of nonchalance and bravery.

"Because he's mine and I won't let some snot-nosed brat like you take him away from me when I finally have the chance to pursue him."

"Well, shit," Hange breathed from beside Levi, eyes wide and a crazed grin stretched over her lips.

"What? What are they saying?"

"You don't want to know," Mikasa answered before Hange could translate.

Levi narrowed his eyes at her. "I do, actually."

"Maybe she's right and you don't," Hange said musingly, more to herself than Levi. "At least not until you realize some things for yourself!" She chirped before going back to her food.

Misaki, after he finally gave up on trying to outglare Eren - you know, the guy who glared the Colossal Titan in the face even before they knew there was a vulnerable, killable human inside it? Or that he can regrow limbs and organs? Yeah, that guy - turned to Mikasa with a disturbed look on his face. "I swear your only normal friends are Sasha and Marco."

Mikasa and Jean both arched an eyebrow at that. "Marco throws knives like no one's business and Sasha can shoot through a wedding ring from twenty meters away with either a gun or a bow and arrow, what are you talking about?"

Misaki gives up. "That's it, I'm out. I can't stay with you crazy people. I don't care what you do. I just want you all out of my penthouse the next time I come back." With that, he got up and all but ran out of the penthouse, nervously and repeatedly clicking on the elevator call button until it arrived and he could hide inside.

"Is it safe to just let him go like that?" Zeke questioned, having been quiet for the whole exchange so far. He didn't seem to be much of a morning person and was a coffee-guzzler. He and Armin had a mini-war over the coffee pot before Annie snatched it away before they spill it all and burned themselves. She, of course, poured coffee for Armin first out of the coffee-warring blonds, but only after she filled up her cup, first. Priorities. Levi could respect that, even if he would never approve of coffee as the hot beverage of choice.

"After the scare Eren just gave him?" Mikasa asked calmly as she returned to her breakfast, sipping her miso soup as if nothing had happened. "He'll probably hide out somewhere just to make sure he doesn't cross paths with either him or Levi."

"What even happened just now?" Asked Isabel after she swallowed a big bite of her P&J sandwich.

"At this point, I think it's honestly best if we don't know," Bertolt advised, speaking for the first time that morning. "It's always best to just let things go where Eren is concerned."

Said brunet opened his mouth to retort but Levi slapped a hand over his mouth to stop him.

Marco looked more and more like he was questioning his life choices with every time Levi saw him. He almost pitied the freckled man. But only almost. Levi dealt with a whole lot more bullshit than any of these brats could ever understand on a daily basis and that's not even mentioning the past two years. Or the past few weeks. Goodness, but he swears he's aged more in the past few weeks than he has in his whole past lifetime and he was willing to bet his right hand, leg and eye all over again that it's all somehow Eren Jaeger's fault. Like, the man wasn't even doing anything intentionally, but he's such a trouble magnet that he really doesn't have to in order for chaos to somehow always find him.

Though Levi was probably just as guilty of that charge as his former subordinate.

As was, potentially, every Eldian.

(Ymir Fritz really fucked them all over when she released those pigs.)

"That aside," he said in the momentary silence he'd caused by preventing Eren from defending himself of the implications Reiner had just dropped. "Have any of you started on the preparations we ought to be making?" He asked, looking at Mikasa, Isabel, Zeke and even Jean as he said this.

Mikasa was the only one who nodded. "I had my contact in the police give me Floch's number and I informed him of what role he'll have to play. I also asked a distant relative of mine to make some trouble with street raes on the other side of Tokyo. It's not much but at least the police will be too busy with a genuine, real-time danger for them to help the CIA, MI6 or any other foreign agency to chase after a kid and his worm."

The Hallucigenia hissed from its bag beneath Levi's chair at being called a worm, apparently offended. Levi was just glad it didn't do its little hiss-screech that was seriously going to rapture his eardrums one of these days.

Zeke sipped his coffee when Levi and the rest turned their attention to him. Isabel was the one who answered instead. "We can reach out to some of the ships now and offer immense funding, but we don't know the protocol around here for such expensive ships to set sail. We also don't want to alert the competition-" by which she meant the CIA, most probably. "-that you might be trying to use one of those ships. You said that there might be a chance for them to know what your plans are?"

"We can't be certain," Hange admitted. "My notes are in a, uh, coded shorthand, let's say, but there are parts that aren't and, well, my research history as well as some of my books or my own published works might be used as a clue. So we definitely don't want to seem suspicious."

"Do we even really need sonars?" Gabi asked, crossing her arms over her chest as she leaned back in her chair. "I mean, it's not like you guys are going to go down in a submarine or something, right? This isn't an aquatic science fiction movie. We just have to anchor the container and let it sink."

"We need a strong enough remote control that can send a signal miles below the surface that would open the container," countered Pieck. "Hange and I will have to start working on that today if we want to have anything in two days. Someone would still most probably have to dive to a certain depth for it to be even remotely effective."

"Who's diving? Besides Levi, of course?" Marco asked. "Divers always go in pairs; it's too dangerous to go on your own, even if you're ... you," he said with an all-encompassing gesture at Levi.

"Mikasa would probably be our best bet-"

"No," interrupted Eren, cutting Reiner off. "I'll go."

"What the fuck, Jaeger?" Connie asked, bug-eyed as he stared at the brunet. "No offense, man, but we all know Mikasa is better than anyone in anything and everything. Well, besides Heichou and maybe Kenny the Ripper."

"While that may have been and even still is true," countered the former Attack Titan. "Mikasa isn't an Ackerman and doesn't practically automatically gain skills, so unless she knows how to scuba dive, the best candidate to go with Levi-heichou is me, someone who actually does have a license and proper training."

"I agree with Eren on this one," supported their resident blond genius. "Diving is a very dangerous activity. You could suffocate on too little air or your lungs could explode from the pressure if you didn't receive proper training. Eren's been at it for years, seeing as his profession of choice may depend on it, so he's definitely the best qualified. Unless anyone else has a license?"

Hange raised a hand at Armin's question. "I'm only a beginner and aren't allowed on open waters dives without a much more experienced partner."

"Then it's decided," Eren stated. "I'll be the one taking the dive with him."

Levi honestly didn't mind nor care who went with him, as long as whoever it was had the ability to keep themself safe during the dive. Levi himself had never taken a dive, since he'd never been overly fond of the ocean, but he'd seen a short documentary series on it once and, well, he's learned to do harder things from watching others than how to control his breath, even before he reawakened his Ackerman-ness. "Who's getting us our diving gear?"

They continued like that throughout breakfast, with Zeke and Isabel occasionally doing 'spy stuff' as the redhead called it, which was essentially keeping track of all the other agents' movements. Hange hacked some things that would make it easier for the CIA agents to get them access to a ship, Mikasa called up her brother to remind him not to spill the beans to anyone while Jean and Marco dealt with the rescheduled wedding's details. However, Sasha and Connie grew bored and, quite frankly, Gabi didn't look like she was far off, either. Levi just knew trouble would ensue unless he took control of that boredom. He's dealt with both a bored Sasha - who usually ran off to any nearby market and spent all of her earnings on food, up until they met Niccolo and he cooked for her for free - and a bored Gabi - who has similar anger issues as Eren as well as 'hobbies' like Sasha, which was a super bad combination in a still suspicions-filled, recovering Liberio - and therefore he knew he had to stop them before they somehow managed to either sneak out and lead who knows how many enemies as they come back or they go out boldly and attract even more attention. And sure, maybe people won't pay them all that much attention as Levi fears but being paranoid has kept him alive this long - not to mention in his first life - so he listens to that paranoid side of himself and offers a solution he hoped he wouldn't regret.

"Sasha, Gabi, why don't you show me and Eren around,' he suggested oh so casually and both brunettes lit up at the prospect of not spending the day trapped in what were basically strategy and logistics meetings. Levi understood the feeling, really. Erwin's favorite torture method when he was mad at Levi for some reason was to drag him to a brass meeting and make him sit through sniveling nobles' complaints, merchants' haggling and greed and, the worst of all, everyone's fangirl/boying attention because Levi was Humanity's Strongest and a bachelor. Erwin greatly profited off of that last one. (Levi of course, always found ways to take revenge, but never has it been sweeter than when he started taking Eren along for those meetings. It was a requirement, since he had to keep an eye on him, but Levi never minded. Why, one might ask? Because none of his admirers nor anyone else except the few present Scouts - and even then it was mostly Hange, Erwin, Moblit and someone else who'd already worked closely enough with Eren to know he wouldn't eat them on the spot - dared go near Humanity's Strongest Soldier as long as Humanity's Last Hope, also known as the Titan Shifter Eren Jaeger, loomed and hovered around his Heichou as he'd been ordered. The people were so deathly afraid that Levi finally got some damned peace and quiet. Erwin stopped asking him to meetings not long after, until Queen Historia asked for his help regarding the people from the Underground.) So yeah, Levi understood how boring these meetings were, no matter how necessary they might be.

"Does Eren Jaeger have to go with us?" Gabi asked with a pout.

Levi arched an eyebrow and picked up the Hallucigenia from inside his bag. "Does he?" He asked the creature.

The Hallucigenia actually did a little hoop in the water, something Levi had tried jokingly to teach it the first year since he'd taken it as a pet. Levi just barely stopped his jaw from dropping but Hange screamed like no one's business and it was nearly worse than when the Cambrian animal throws a tantrum.

"Guess that answers your question, Gabi," Falco managed to say. Sasha just cheered that they were going out and started ushering everyone to get ready. Sasha borrowed Gabi some clothes when she realized the young woman had nothing to change into since her house was practically invaded by secret agencies while she was away and Falco got some from Connie while Eren had to settle for Jean's clothes once again. He didn't seem overly happy with that and resolved to buy some things while they were out today. Which was a pretty good idea, all things considered. Levi ought to change the outfits he currently has, lest they become too recognizable. Mikasa gave them some money while Annie gave Levi one of her hoodies. It was thankfully just cool enough that someone walking around with a hood over their head wouldn't be too suspicious. "Anyone else want to go with us?" Falco asked as Sasha punched in the code for the elevator to come pick them up. "Or do you want us to bring something back?"

"I would go," Reiner began. "But I don't need Gabi eating me out of house and home."

"She can't be as bad as Sasha," pointed out Connie even as Mikasa reminded everyone that she had given Levi her premium limitless card. (Yes, to Levi, because he's definitely the most responsible of the lot going out. No one could dispute that.)

"Just get in the shitty elevator before Sasha vibrates through the floor," Levi said snippily and so they were on their way. Sasha drooled the whole way down as she pictured all the foods she would get to eat because she intended to introduce Levi and Eren to them while Connie tried to calm her down a little. Gabi and Eren spent most of the ride glaring at each other - though Levi still didn't understand the habitual hostility that existed between them - and Falco and Levi just shared exasperated looks. It was days like these that Levi missed Onyankopon. Onyankopon had been his partner in crime, so to say, in raising the brats in Liberio. It was a shame Onyankopon was lost to them forever. He'd been a good man, a good friend.

"So," Connie began after they finally got to the first food stall they came across and Sasha bought some sort of dumplings from it. "Any plans for what we should do today?"

"Clothes," Levi and Eren answered instantly.

"I'm sick and tired of borrowing stuff. Falco's clothes are too tight around the shoulders while Jean's pants are too long," huffed the once Titan Shifter. And while it was true the height difference between Jean and Eren had decreased as Eren had finally been given the chance to grow out into his full bodily maturity, Jean still had a good couple of centimetres on him. The pants were almost unnoticeably longer than Eren would usually wear but Levi thinks Eren has more issues with Jean's style than the actual size of clothing. Jean wore jeans that were rather baggy around the ankles and Eren preferred skin-tight from top to bottom. Eren, to contrast that, also preferred slightly baggier tops while Jean liked button ups that clung to every inch of his skin. And that's not even mentioning the differences in their outerwear choices. Jean liked a leather jacket while Eren seemed to prefer a cardigan or a coat. And the colors that they used to compliment their hair or eyes or complexion also clashed. Levi just didn't know Eren was such a fashionista.

Then again, there's also the practical part, which Levi knew Eren considered more than Jean did in his clothing choices. While tight jeans might restrict movements, to wear clothes that stick close to skin was a habit of Paradis soldiers considering anything baggier might get tangled in their gear. Jean might have moved on from his past life in some areas, and so had Eren, but Eren still lived his life as if he was ready to go to war again. Levi noticed it in the things he did that probably no one else had. Eren always scanned any room he entered for a threat, doing it almost unconsciously. He preferred to keep his hair out of his eyes so it doesn't obscure his field of vision. He had clearly trained himself up to use a knife and he was the only person out of their reincarnated comrades who had absolutely no reason to train himself back to the peak of his physical fitness but had done so anyway, for more than just aesthetics and health reasons. There's also the fact that Eren almost never slept with his back towards a door or a window and that he obviously preferred higher places. His choice of clothing was also practical, clothes that don't restrict his movements and that don't attract too much attention. Eren only stood out in a crowd because he was honestly ridiculously handsome.

"I just want to get some snacks," Sasha said, thankfully after she'd swallowed whatever food had been in her mouth.

"We just wanted to spend some time with Mr Levi," said Gabi with a pout. "Like we used to," she added with a pointed glare at Eren, who completely ignored her. Gabi seemed to take offense at that and reached over to pinch his side, but Falco stopped her with a sigh.

"I need new clothes," was all Levi said when everyone glanced at him as he looked around at all the shops on the street and randomly walked into one that didn't look like it was a brand shop. He needs something cheap and which won't stand out. He doesn't know how much longer he'll be a fugitive. There's always the possibility that even after the Hallucigenia is out of the picture, he'll be a target. He needs to prepare, just in case. "Stick together, at least two people always go together. Gabi and Falco, Sasha and Connie and Eren and me. Don't draw any attention to yourselves, I don't care how unlikely you think it is. Be quick and discreet. I need some new fucking shoes, too."

What he said might have gone into one ear and out the other because Gabi grabbed Sasha and all but dragged her to the women's section to look at summer dresses of all things - it was fall nearing winter in Japan, for crying out loud! - that were on sale and Falco went after them to keep Gabi in check while Connie, as the person who'd been designated to carry all of Sasha's snacks, was asked by an attendant to leave the store since food wasn't allowed near the clothes. Levi watched them all and dragged a hand down his face, not believing he was, somehow, once again in charge of children, only they now had more mature bodies than he did and were recognized as adults in the eyes of the law. At least Connie was now practically acting as lookout on the street, scanning the crowd for suspicious activities or familiar faces.

Small mercies

And at least Eren seemed to be acting like a normal, civilized human being - which was disturbing enough, when you realized it was Eren who was the 'normal one' - despite having a blushing attendant following him around like a lost puppy. Eren didn't even seem to notice the poor guy, absorbed in picking out some dark denim jeans and checking where Levi was every few minutes. Levi kept close to him, both in case of emergency or if the Hallucigenia got temperamental that its last host wasn't near enough. The thing really has become quite troublesome since it introduced them all to its oh so lovely voice. Levi sometimes - well, most times - missed the days when he wouldn't feel too awkward to say the weird, white, almost glowing worm thing on his desk was his pet if someone asked, but after confirming the thing was the 'shining centipede' from two thousand years ago and partially discovering the extent of its intelligence and sentience he felt it would be disrespectful to keep calling it that. Especially as the Hallucigenia was, partially, the reason why he and all his nearest and dearest were ever born in the first place.

He swears life is so weird as an Eldian. Like, no one else has to go through this bullshit, only him and his fellow Eldians.

Levi waves off an attendant that comes to try and assist him and instead picks out one pair of elastic but skin-tight black pants and one pair of sweats before going over to the tops section, looking through the hoodie selection. He finds Eren is quick to follow him, trying to wave off his attendant who's actually no longer trying to assist him and was instead attempting to flirt. Only he didn't know English, Spanish, German nor Chinese and Eren didn't understand more than a few sentences in Japanese. Levi almost felt sorry for him. But he kept tugging shyly at Eren's sleeve like those school girls in animes did while blushing and that sent a shot of vindictiveness through the Ackerman's heart that prevented him from being a decent human being and putting him out of his misery.

He was distracted from that disaster when he caught sight of a red coat that he thought might look stunning on Eren as well as a cardigan that reminded him an awful lot of the one Eren wore a lot in their last life, including in the Paths when he'd pulled them in to talk to them. Eren had never addressed Levi separately like he had his friends and Levi tried not to ponder on why that was since there had never been any bad blood between them. Maybe he'll ask Eren some other time.

"Oi, Eren!" He called out as he walked over with his two discoveries, as well as a sweater for himself and a hoodie that would actually fit him better than the one he'd borrowed from Annie. Annie's was white and he didn't really like wearing white this time around since he didn't really have the means to keep white clothes clean to his standards and white easily caught people's attention. Besides, despite him and Annie being roughly the same height and Annie packing quite some muscle, he was still a man wearing a woman's hoodie. He'd prefer something looser. Something that would make it possible to hide his knife without getting in the way of his movements, hindering either his mobility or his precision. Plus, looser clothes were way more comfortable. "Try these on," he said as he shoved the outerwear at the brunet, landing his gaze on the increasingly embarrassed attendant whose eyes were flitting between the two Eldians nervously. "He's not interested," Levi told the other bluntly in Japanese - clumsy but understandable, as ZoeH (or Hange) had taught him over the years through their messages - and the attendant's face positively erupted, red all over and sweating out of his skin.

"S-Sumimasen!" And off he went, all but catapulting himself to the other side of the store and out of their view.

Eren arched an eyebrow. "Uh, what just happened?"

Levi shrugged. "Not sure. I just said we don't need his help."

The former Attack Titan stared down at him skeptically. "Right." But he didn't push and instead looked down at the clothes. He grinned when he saw the cardigan. "Suerte la mía," he commented. "I can't believe they have something so similar to what I used to wear."

"Hopefully they don't have the same shirt," snorted Levi and Eren pouted at him.

"What was wrong with my shirt?" But Levi didn't answer and instead went to find the changing rooms. "Hey! Why won't you tell me what you thought was wrong with my shirt?"

But Levi turned to him and said in his most innocent voice: "Lo siento, no hablo ingles." And then he barked out in laughter when Eren started cursing him out in rapid Spanish.

So much for not attracting any attention.

Translate:

Nǐ shuō zhōngwén? - You speak Chinese?

Yīdiǎn - A little

Sumimasen - Excuse me or even I'm sorry

Suerte la mía - Lucky me

Lo siento, no hablo ingles - Sorry, I don't speak English