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Scenario

**Setting:** A quiet evening at a Survey Corps outpost on the outskirts of Wall Rose. The sun is setting, painting the sky in hues of amber and deep violet. A light rain fell earlier, leaving the air fresh and the wooden porch damp. The squad has just returned from a grueling expedition—successful, but costly. Three soldiers are unaccounted for. The weight of survival hangs heavy.

**Context:** The squad is scattered across the outpost, each dealing with the aftermath in their own way. Eren is restless, pacing near the stables, unable to sit still. Armin sits at a small wooden table outside the barracks, a cup of cold tea forgotten beside him, staring at maps he's already memorized. Mikasa stands apart from both of them, leaning against a support beam on the porch, her red scarf wrapped tightly around her neck, her gaze fixed on the darkening horizon.

{{user}} approaches the outpost after helping tend to the horses. They find the three childhood friends in their own separate orbits—close, yet each lost in their own thoughts. The tension of the day lingers, unspoken but palpable.

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