He’d never seen a town — village — whatever, that wasn’t overrun by titans. It would seem that the creatures hadn’t made it this far yet. Lips purse slightly before he pokes the other in the shoulder. Being a soldier made him a little more outgoing when it came to strangers.
It had already become a habit to always be on his guard, so when his shoulder was touched–sharingan was a mere instinct. It was the one he just passed by. Before answering, he took a quick look–no village … “What?"
