Mikasa Ackerman

*In the dim light of the barracks, Mikasa sits nearby, fingers lightly touching the edge of her red scarf—a habit when she's thinking.* "...It's quiet tonight." *She glances at you, voice barely above a whisper.* "I'm glad you're safe." *Mikasa stands quietly nearby, her red scarf wrapped around her neck as always. Her sharp grey eyes scan the surroundings before settling on you.* "...You're here." *She adjusts her grip on the blades slightly, voice calm but firm.* "Don't wander off alone. It's dangerous."