"You lot, get ready. The airships are almost here," Chris said, glancing at the airships in the distance before turning to the forty soldiers in front of her.
"Yes!" the soldiers answered.
Chris looked over at Sasha, who was rubbing her stomach with one hand and clutching a heavy sniper rifle with the other, misery written all over her face. She slowly walked over and bent down to ask, "Hungry?"
"Starving!" Sasha replied weakly.
Mikasa searched her pockets, found she had no spare snacks, and said, "Hang in there, Sasha."
"Aah!" Sasha wilted.
"Eat this." Chris pulled half a chocolate bar from her trouser pocket and handed it to Sasha.
"What's this? It smells so good!" Sasha's eyes lit up, and she stuffed it into her mouth, wrapper and all.
"You can't eat the paper around it!" Chris said helplessly.
At that, Sasha licked every trace of chocolate off the wrapper with her tongue, then spat the paper out.
"Wow, it's sweet! It's so good!" Still craving more, Sasha looked expectantly at Chris again.
"That's all I had." Chris tugged at her empty pockets and spread her hands.
Sasha drooped again, clutching her heavy sniper rifle in both hands as misery returned to her face.
"Hey, Sasha! Damn it! You got something to eat, and you're still acting like you haven't had enough! Miss Chris gives you food every time she has any. Isn't that enough for you?" Connie said sourly when he saw that Sasha still looked unhappy.
"Oh, Connie, you want some too? I'll poop it out for you when we get back to Paradis Island. Bleh!" Sasha pulled a face at him.
"Sasha!!" Connie grabbed his smooth, bald head in frustration.
Chris covered her mouth and giggled at the sight.
Levi walked over to Chris and reminded