New member of the family...?

"Nice place, right?" Michael asks while looking up a Ymir.

The little girl doesn't immediately respond, electing to slowly observe the room with clear interest. The spire wasn't like anything that'd been built in Attack on Titan. Even the rooms inside it weren't comparable to anything, the clean and sleek stone was too fine to create without machinery or magic, and the varying blue tinted light that was channelled from the Eye of Magnus gave the place a mysterious feel.

Add the stupidly high ambient magic that even a completely mundane person could feel on their skin like a wholly enveloping blanket, and you had the recipe for one of the most comfortable places in Nirn. As far as Michael was concerned, the only places that could match it were either his own realm that he could completely customize, or parts of Sanguine's realms that were designed for almost uncomfortable comforts.

"Where are we?" Mikasa idly asks, confused at what she was feeling. Her heightened senses from her Ackerman blood and status as a Werewolf had her feeling on edge from the unnatural place she'd found herself in.

"It's our home, 'The Spire' or 'Eye of the World', Michael likes to show off if you hadn't noticed." Megumin states as she heads for the stairs, "I'm taking a bath."

"I'll wash your back." Saeko says, wanting to wash the blood from her hair. Plus, both of them were having some issues with their new crimson eyes, being able to see magic was a detriment here, where they could only see a couple of meters away without the ambient magic obscuring it completely. She stops before heading up and looks to Ymir, the girl still wearing the same dirty rags she'd had when Michael first met her. "Bath?"

Ymir nods and hops off of Michael's shoulders, skipping over to Saeko and gripping her hand as she's led up the stairs.

"She's almost too cute to bear... It's weird to think that she's older than me by thousands of years." Michael remarks as they depart.

Mikasa shakes her head and shrugs her two friends to get a better grip, "Can I put these two down somewhere? Some place I can wait for them to wake up..."

"Too... Late..." Armin's strained voice states, causing Mikasa to unconsciously drop him in surprise.

He lands on the stone floor with a groan and slowly gets to his feet while rubbing the forming bruise on his rear. "Mikasa... Ugh, feels like I got slapped by-, a... Giant..." he trails off, eyes focussing on her and Eren before grabbing his mouth to suppress a shout... Or maybe a scream? It was hard to tell.

"Armin! Calm down! I can explain!"

"What do you mean calm down, Mikasa?! You and Eren! Y-you're both Titans! We-we killed people! Soldiers!" Armin exclaims, "Oh my god, what do we do now!? We're going to be hunted for the rest of our lives... Our friends will hate us! We'll have to flee the wall-"

*Smack!*

Mikasa roughly slaps Armin across the face, the young man's head snaps to one side, still fixed with a shocked expression. "Calm down! I will explain!" she hurriedly states, but Armin kept hyperventilating until... He flops over on the floor, unconscious yet again.

"Maybe you should have slapped him harder?" Michael unhelpfully suggests before shaking his head, "I'll show you a room with beds you can dump them."

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Michael exits the room after getting the trio situated and throws himself atop the beanbags in the living room, he lets out a yawn and is about to take a nap when the door flies open... Tiffania, Charlotte, and Maria walk in while Illococoo skips past them and stomach-flops onto his chest. He would've had the wind knocked out of him if, you know, he wasn't a god and everything.

"Big bro! You're back!" the dragon girl happily exclaims, but pauses when he locks eyes with her, "Why are your eyes red... Have you been crying? Is it because I've been flying with big sis instead? Are you lonely?" she babbles as the others take seats around him.

"Didn't Tsunade tell you? I thought my old eyes needed swapping out." he jokes.

"Ooh? Why?"

He shrugs, "Because my old ones couldn't do this." he looks at his hand and casts Amaterasu, causing black fire to wrap around the appendage.

Illococoo oo's at it and makes a swipe towards it, Michael allows it as he could control who his fire hurts, but anyone else would've had to cut the hand off or die a burning death. "It's warm!"

"Duh, it is fire..."

"I mean only warm, not hot!" she retorts as if he was the dumb one.

Shaking his head, he looks around at the others, "Since everyone's here, I'm guessing you want souvenirs or something?"

Tiffania and Maria don't seem too interested in that, but Illococoo and Charlotte visibly perk up allowing a grin to spread across his face. "Well, let me show you-"

*Click!*

The other door to the room opens, revealing Saeko, Megumin, and Ymir who walk in with damp hair and pyjama-like clothes. While the former two had new interesting eyes to show off, everyone's attention was instantly locked onto Ymir, who just tilts her head curiously in response.

"Michael... What did you do..." Tiffania quietly accuses, Michael had never shown an interest in children before, but this girl's presence had flags raising in her mind. The quiet wisdom in her eyes made it clear she was mentally older than her body suggested, the fact she seemed to be comfortable enough to share a bath with Saeko and Megumin meant there was probably more here than met the eye...

Despite this she had a small blush forming on her cheeks, the girl looked like what she thought her and Michael's daughter would resemble. Add pointed ears and she may have mistaken her as her daughter from the future or something, the fact such a thing was a possibility just showed how peculiar the group's attachment to 'reality' was.

"Er... I can explain...?" Michael offers in a mildly humorous tone.