My cosmic friend

Mikasa was the first to move, she was bolting across the courtyard and she entered the stronghold. She maneuverered around the corridors with ease, she was spending a hell of a lot of time down in the dungeons with Eren. Due to the fact that even though he displayed a remarkable increase in skill with his Titan transformations, he was still tired rather easily and still prone to transforming parts of his body on a whim.

She entered the kitchen where Petra was in the kitchen cleaning up "I need some ice."

Petra nodded and pulled out a small bag for ice and

Mikasa returned with the ice. It had started to melt slightly there was enough left. Harry, got onto his knee in a kneeling position, grabbed the ice like Sasha did when diving for food, dropped his trousers and shoved the ice onto the injured genitalia.

Harry winced as the cold ice connected with his testicles. He had brought a knee bag with him, he routed around and pulled out a roll of a strange material. Harry, clicked his fingers and the roll unravelled, it was followed by the sound of it being cut and they watched as the stuff taped over the ice and onto his leg. "That's gonna hurt when I peel it off." Harry said as he redressed himself.

"You've adjusted well enough." Levi observed.

Harry snorted "Considering, I've had to regrow my entire skeleton before."

Even Levi had to wince, he had set limbs before but the thought of having to regrow the skeleton was not very nice. Definitely not pleasant indeed.

Erwin nodded "He possesses a brilliant superb natural talent for the ODM Gear. His reflexes are through the roof but I suspect his teamwork may be lacking."

"Common knowledge as well." Harry commented. God that hurt…He would normally say he would not do that again but he knew that Historia knew that he would.

Historia, Krista as she preferred to be called at that particular moment knew him far too well. She smirked at him, as she saw him hobbling slightly "You okay?"

"Aside from my testicle injury…yeah…Although this body feel strange."

Krista froze "What do you mean?"

"It feels like less like a body and more of a construct, if you follow…" Harry began.

Krista stared at him, concern appearing in her dark blue eyes "Not exactly but I'm guessing it is something to do with Eren and his Titan shifting."

Harry nodded, somethings apparently never left him after he became Master of Death and dying in order to do so. "I really need to have a look over my information His."

Krista blushed and hit her large friend on the shoulder, he winced "That kinda hurt actually. Who…It's always the small ones."

"I think you mean it is always the quiet ones."

Harry shook his head "Mind out the gutter. It's the tiny ones who hurt more than they should…I have no idea what you're thinking about."

Krista sighed this was why Harry was so much fun to hang about with "We need to work on your hand to hand."

Harry raised an eyebrow "That's what I thought but you may look like the military, sound like the military, you can't back it up. What was the saying? Something about walking and talking."

"Talk the talk and walk the walk…I get you. Now who's teaching me?"

"Oluo Bozado, Petra Ral, Eld Jinn and Gunther Schultz…Levi's handpicked squad for dealing with Eren after the attack."

Harry nodded "That was a fucked up situation…Could I go and kill that shitbag?"

"Who?"

"Weilman the Vileman. Weilman the pussy. Weilman the coward." By now they had made it over to what could be construed as the hand to hand arena.

"Not feeling so cocky now are you?" Ranted Oluo.

Harry, stretched and his bones and joints: popped, clicked and cracked "At least I do not fail at making first impressions."

Oluo narrowed his eyes "You didn't exactly make one either."

"Least I didn't bite my tongue twice due to trying to make yourself look good…Or was it to impress Petra?"

Petra blushed as did Oluo, Harry smirked "Did I press a nerve? I insincerely apologise."

Petra shook her head "Enough. Harry, we need to show you how to punch, kick, grapple and throw."

Harry nodded "Okay, who's my punch bag?"

Eld Jinn held some pads out "You got anything to protect your fists?"

Harry fished out some strips of cloth, which he deftly and expertly taped up his fists "Do now."

Jinn nodded "You got more of that?"

Harry smirked "Simple to make it…That's another thing to make for the Scouts. We going to do this?"

Soon enough Harry and Eld were moving around the arena, trading punches on the pads. Eld was getting annoyed, Harry was proving not only to be fast on the ODM but he was also fast on his feet.

His fighting style was like his, which was stay out of the way, avoid punches and deliver his own. Harry…hit hard."

Petra split the two apart "Your punches, well formed…Interesting techniques, rotating at the hip."

Harry shrugged "You learn a lot when you're not much more than a spirit."

Petra grinned at that "What did you learn?"

Harry paused "I'd keep that to myself…" He stopped himself, because the last thing he wanted was to annoy Krista who had fixed him with a stare that promised him pain.

Training finished, Harry was about to join the newest graduates for food when his stomach tightened. It was Hanji, she had somehow gotten his trunk outside and had set about trying to break it open.

"Are you going to stop her?" It was Levi.

Harry shook his head "The trunk will…" As he spoke, lightning coated the trunk and hurled the scientist backwards "do that." Levi observed.

Harry shook his head and meandered over "I'm going to fix my mess."

Hanji stared at the trunk in awe "That was awesome! I need it open. I need answers!"

"You would like answers. You would like the trunk opened. I would strongly recommend you don't try again." Harry said as he made his way over to the trunk.

He secretly, nicked his wrist deactivated the trunk and opened it. Hanji's eyes widened "How did you do that?"

"Secret…Now what do you want to learn?"