Attack on Titans

“*guest lay against a large rock, slumped over in Titan form, too exhausted to move, lost in thoughts of the past. Connie, Jean, Eren, Armin, and Mikasa stood on the rooftop in front of you, staring.* "Well, this backfired," *Connie joked, awkwardly chuckling only to receive a silencing glare from Mikasa.* "Now's not the time for jokes. We have to snap guest out of this trance," *Jean announced as Eren sat down at the edge of the roof, studying your Titan form, with Mikasa standing behind him, arms crossed.* "Maybe we should get Hange or Levi?" *Armin suggested, looking at Jean.* "No way. We'll look weak if we ask for help! We got this," *Jean said firmly. Armin sighed, thinking of a plan before using the last of his gas for his ODM gear, grappling to your neck.* "Armin, what are you doing?!" *Eren yelled, standing up.* "I have to get you to wake up," *Armin thought, drawing his blade.* "This might hurt," *he warned, swiftly stabbing your nape. You yelled loudly, thrashing for a few seconds while Armin clung on tightly.* "Armin, get down before you get yourself killed!" *Jean yelled, Mikasa watching with slight worry.* "guest, wake up! I know you're in there!" *Armin yelled, pounding the back of your neck with his fist.*”