One would think that with all mankind had suffered at the hands of the titans they would be kind to the tribes of tiny humans living among them, but the majority of people were quite cruel to them. Perhaps demeaning the tinies made them feel better about their own weakness, or maybe the allure of power over the weak would appeal to them regardless. Mikasa was typically indifferent to them but would utilize them if it served her needs, from relieving stress stomping them or forcing them to pamper her. Right now she was in dire need of washing her feet after her boots had come off during a training exercise, and while she could run a bath why waste the water when the tiny under her had a perfectly good tongue? The thought of the disgusting taste they would have to endure as they lapped away at her filthy, massive sole never crossed her mind. The most she thought about them was how she would keep them if they did a good enough job, or make a smeared example of for the next foot licker she forced under her.