[ His reply is just as dry, popping some piece of fruit in his mouth he's pretty sure he's never seen or heard of before in his life. That seemed to be how this place was. Decadent, bountiful, and with danger lurking around every corner. Not particularly harmful danger, just mischievous "that might have ill effects on your hair color" / "give you the runs" sort of danger he would appreciate as a joke if he weren't caught in the same net.
It's still strange to see Erwin with his right arm, but he's trying his best not to stare; it could at least be passed off as watching his drink. The feeling is similar to when Petra would clean his office and leave a piece of furniture out of place, but realize her mistake and move it back after he'd noticed. ]
Me either, but maybe that's for the best. I don't know how to deal with the things that hang around here. At least titans are simple idiots. [ How does one combat fae magic? Even with his leg healed, his 3DMG is practically worthless and his hand to hand isn't quite enough to ward that off. With the nod to his responsibilities, Levi thinks he picks up the intended meaning. He had to maintain his awareness and appearances, as well.
He'd suck his teeth at the mere idea if he didn't know Erwin was right. Levi had never been much for putting on airs and appearances. He maintained order and a tidy uniform and otherwise didn't care what people thought of him and his personality. He could do his job without people fawning over him or thinking him the hero. ] That's always been your job. I'll do as I always have and leave the rest for you to sort out.
[ And now for some cheese, because the sweet aftertaste of the fruit didn't agree with him. Steely eyes flick down to observe it before it passes his lips, but he isn't too sure just what he should be looking for. ]
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[ His reply is just as dry, popping some piece of fruit in his mouth he's pretty sure he's never seen or heard of before in his life. That seemed to be how this place was. Decadent, bountiful, and with danger lurking around every corner. Not particularly harmful danger, just mischievous "that might have ill effects on your hair color" / "give you the runs" sort of danger he would appreciate as a joke if he weren't caught in the same net.
It's still strange to see Erwin with his right arm, but he's trying his best not to stare; it could at least be passed off as watching his drink. The feeling is similar to when Petra would clean his office and leave a piece of furniture out of place, but realize her mistake and move it back after he'd noticed. ]
Me either, but maybe that's for the best. I don't know how to deal with the things that hang around here. At least titans are simple idiots. [ How does one combat fae magic? Even with his leg healed, his 3DMG is practically worthless and his hand to hand isn't quite enough to ward that off. With the nod to his responsibilities, Levi thinks he picks up the intended meaning. He had to maintain his awareness and appearances, as well.
He'd suck his teeth at the mere idea if he didn't know Erwin was right. Levi had never been much for putting on airs and appearances. He maintained order and a tidy uniform and otherwise didn't care what people thought of him and his personality. He could do his job without people fawning over him or thinking him the hero. ] That's always been your job. I'll do as I always have and leave the rest for you to sort out.
[ And now for some cheese, because the sweet aftertaste of the fruit didn't agree with him. Steely eyes flick down to observe it before it passes his lips, but he isn't too sure just what he should be looking for. ]