A frantic pounding on the door jolted Eren from his restless sleep.
"Wakey, wakey, little bird!" Kiran's sing-song voice pierced through the heavy door. "The day has come! The TUNA waits for no one!"
Before he could respond, the door burst open. Kiran stood in the doorway, her mismatched eyes wide with manic excitement, practically vibrating with uncontained energy.
"Two days have passed!" she squealed, clapping her hands in rapid succession. "TWO DAYS! Do you know what that means? Of course you don't!" She laughed, the sound brittle and sharp as breaking glass. "It means it's time for your TUNA with Number Seven!"
Eren sat up, immediately alert. "What about Viva? Is she alright?"
