"It doesn't sound that long," she said. "People are always studying, and doing all sorts of things in the name of science." She had seen what Hange could do, smiling and talking like they were friends while torturing people. She understood the need, but she was happier to kill someone than torture them. "I'm glad you are fine."
Mikasa understood the bond that one forged in moments like those. It had been the same thing with her and Eren. "For someone who lives in peace, you seem to be doing a lot of risky things. I never went to school. I joined the military at thirteen. I learned things there."
She wanted to dismiss her concerns, but she didn't know much about makeup. "I think people worry too much here. I think you'd look great with green. You are too pretty for the color to matter. They are just colors. Who is to say what matches and what doesn't, except for custom and here, there are people from different worlds, with different customs and different ideas of beauty. I don't think you need to worry."