Armin Arlert awoke in the grass, his face buried in it. He sat up, looking around. [I]A forest?[/I] he wondered. He froze, spotting his Corporal on his back in the grass. "Corporal Rivaille?" he said, cautiously.

Levi Rivaille heard his name and he sat up. He glanced over to his troupe mate, Private Arlert. "What is it?" he asked in his monotone voice.

Armin blinked and looked relieved to see that Levi wasn't dead. "We're not at Headquarters anymore." he murmured.

Levi looked around. "Damn it...." he growled.