[His eyes narrow a bit at her reaction. She has changed. She is not that girl anymore that she was before they had tried to take Eren-- no, no before that even, not that girl she had been before Trost. It's something fragile and unbalanced that seems so frightful and out of place on her face. Because if there is anything she has never been it is fragile and unbalanced.

But then, who is he to judge her for that. All of them have changed; since failing their mission, since Trost, since coming to these damn walls in the first place.

So he continues, his voice a little softer, steady and certain.]

I'm going to talk to Armin. We need his cooperation. We can't kill them and we can't afford to fight with Eren. He's the only one who can control him.