Attack On Titan: Zero

Season Two: Chapter 43

Y/n watches with a mix of concern and sadness as Historia tends to Ymir's injuries. Ymir's shirt is stained with Historia's dried tears, a testament to the pain and suffering she had endured. Historia moves with gentle care, her hands steady as she cleans and tends to Ymir's wounds, determined not to cause Ymir any further harm, knowing that the Titan girl is already broken and fragile.

"So Ymir was a Titan this whole time." Y/n sighs and shakes their head, disbelief and confusion etched on their face. They turn their gaze to Rayvon, who is also watching Ymir with a look of fascination and curiosity. "Thinking of something?" Y/n asks, wondering if Rayvon has any insight into Ymir's decision to hide her true identity.

"No. It's just interesting," Rayvon says with a sly smile. He studies Ymir intensely, examining her injuries and appearance. He then turns to Y/n and asks, "You?"

Y/n sighs and nods, a look of frustration and sadness on their face. "Why'd she keep it from us?" they ask aloud, trying to understand Ymir's motivations. "She could've helped either during the expedition, maybe even Trost or Stohess. I'm sure Elias would've appreciated it more than being bed-ridden," they continue, their voice laced with a hint of bitterness and resentment.

Eren's horse gallops alongside Y/n's, its hooves pounding against the ground as he rides. Eren's face is a mask of fury, with his eyebrows furrowed and his eyes narrowed as he glares at Ymir. The wind whipped through Eren's hair and his cloak billowed out behind him. Despite the anger he felt towards Ymir, he couldn't help but feel a sense of worry for her as well. After all, he knew firsthand how dangerous it could be to keep secrets in their line of work.

"If I could, I'd give her a piece of my mind," Eren spits out in anger and frustration. "Who the hell does she think she is? Keeping secrets like that, it's irresponsible and dangerous. She needs to understand that we're not playing games here. People's lives are at stake, and she needs to start acting like it."

Rayvon examines Eren, talking with a smile on his face. "We all keep secrets. That's just how it is," he says calmly.

"I guess so," Y/n responds noncommittally, turning their gaze forward.

As the Scouts approach, the massive 60-meter-tall wall comes into view. Tiny figures of a few Scouts lined the wall, ready for the others to arrive.

"Once we get up there, we'll finally have a chance to get some answers," Y/n says firmly, the determination clear in their voice.

The scouts wait patiently at the base of the massive stone wall as their comrades are hoisted up one by one with Ymir being pulled up slower than the others.

"Bring her up carefully!" one person shouts, their voice filled with urgency.

"What do you think I'm doing, idiot?!" a second person retorts, their tone filled with annoyance.

"Who are you calling an idiot?!" the first person shoots back, their anger clear in their voice.

The Scouts bicker like children as they carefully lift Ymir up and over the wall, settling her down next to Historia. Y/n sighs and shakes their head at the Scouts antics. "What now?" Y/n asks, not really expecting a response. They looked over at Historia, noticing the small, slender girl chatting with the determined titan enthusiast.

Hange, the "psycho" as they had been referred to, nods at Historia before walking over to the group. The Scout's Section Commander looks at the assembled Scouts, her expression serious. "That's her. The Historia that Nick spoke of," Hange says, the confirmation causing a few to be shocked.