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Chapter 8: Worth a shot

Eren groaned and flinched at Historias touch.

"Well, your ribs should be okay. You'll have one hell of a bruise, which will hurt for a few days, but you'll be fine." She said, "However. I'd still recommend not doing anything major for the next month or so."

"That's just great," Eren said, forcing himself off the chair he was sitting on. "I'm going to kick his ass once I'm back in shape," Eren said, looking at a closed door across the room.

Behind the door, He could hear the hushed arguing between Mikasa and Armin, and Jean.

Historia scoffed and rolled her eyes. "Or you could just let it go."

Connie laughed, "Eren? Let something go? I don't think he's ever been able to do that. It would bruise his ego."

"Yeah," Sasha said, "I remember a grudge he held against me after I stole his hamburger in middle school. He wouldn't forgive me for months after that"

Eren scratched the back of his neck, "I remember starving the whole morning, you can't blame me for being upset. Remember when you almost bit Connies thumb off after he tried taking a french fry from you?"

"I'm pretty sure I can still see the teeth marks.." Connie said, looking down at his hand.

Connie, Historia, and Sasha all began to laugh, and Eren cracked a smile.

The clicking of a door handle sounded, and then soft footsteps made their way across the room,

"Are you feeling okay?" 

Eren looked over and met Mikasa's eyes. 

"I think so," He said, "I mean, it hurts like a bitch, but I'll live."

Mikasa nodded.

Two more sets of footsteps, and Eren looked over and watched as Jean and Armin walked into view, the former walking over and sitting across the room from Eren. Eren glared at him, and Jean returned the look.

"If you're expecting an apology, then you can screw off. I'm not sorry for what I said or did" Jean said

Eren opened his mouth to snap back, but sighed, looking back to Mikasa.

"Do you really think Levi won't take me in?" 

Mikasa shrugged her shoulders slightly. "He sounded pretty serious on that call. It wouldn't be easy to change his mind."

Eren sighed again, "Yeah, you're probably right. There's no sense in it."

"So that's it?" Connie asked, "You aren't even going to try with him?"

"I don't exactly know what to do with him." He said, "He wouldn't even talk to me when Mikasa called him. Everytime I tried to say something he'd ignore me or cut me off."

Jean rolled his eyes. "Since when did you ever give up" He sneered, "That was the most annoying thing about you. You never knew when to just call it quits."

"It's a little different when you can't even get a word in," Eren said monotonously. 

"So don't give him a choice" Jean replied sharply

"Maybe he's onto something," Sasha said, "If you go see him in person, he'll have to at least acknowledge you."

"Yeah," Eren said, "then he'll probably just murder me. I think I'll pass on that."

"You have to try something if your dream is to be a fighter," Armin said, walking over to sit beside Eren. "It doesn't hurt to try. What do you think, Mikasa?"

Mikasa shrugged, "It depends on his mood. If he's in a decent one, the worst that will happen is Eren getting cussed out. If he's already unhappy Levi might come out swinging."