"Well now. Don't get ahead of yourself," He said this while putting up his hands affably. "I'm hardly the leader here. Hell, anyone idiotic enough to leave that responsibility to someone like me ought to be shot."

Violent what-if's aside, there was work to be done. Eren stood up from where he had been kneeling and did a few taps on the ground with his foot. The wind was blowing the ends of his clothes behind him in an picturesque, dramatic fashion. Beneath them all, down thirty meters meters or so to the base of this hill, were camped a spare few enemy soldiers, no doubt taking advantage of their time here to kick back with some clean water. Not for long. Nodding silently, he fell back a few meters to free the nearby horses from their reins, handed control over them to a random pair in the vicinity, and gave the cart a simple forward push from behind.

"That said, there's work to be done." This time, he wasn't hushing himself. "So get working."

But he definitely wasn't a leader.