Commander's Log, Day 22
I have finally gotten some time to write, though it is getting so late that the sky is starting to lighten again, so I'll make it short.
As expected, Levi's leadership skills were impressive. Though, I did notice something that may be his downfall. He seemed to place exceptional importance on the survival of his squad members, even going so far as to put himself in danger to ensure they made it back to the walls alive. I thought everything would have all been for naught when he pushed one young soldier out of the way of a titan's fist and the great meaty hand instead wrapped around him. It felt like a hand had wrapped itself around my chest and was squeezing in much the same way the titan was squeezing my soldier. I knew Levi was probably the greatest soldier the corps had ever had the privilege of having, and I saw our victory against the Titans disappearing if Levi died here. But more than that, I felt sympathy for the man. He had obviously been through so much already in his life that it was a shame for that life to end at the hands of a titan. Levi is the type of man who deserves a long life, to die when he is old and gray, surrounded by loved ones while lying in a warm bed.
Luckily, he was able to cut himself free before that precious life was crushed out of him.
I reprimanded him for taking such severe risks once we'd made it back to the wall. He simply retorted by saying he had a greater chance of surviving against that titan than the other soldier did, and told me I was being irrational. Is it irrational to care about the safety of your men? If that were the case, wouldn't he also be irrational for what he did?
I hope this decision doesn't come back to bite me, but I am about to go and apologize to him, as well as let him know that he has been promoted.