Levi frowns slightly. Reiner doesn't mention it, but he can practically sense the unease. He thinks back to his conversation with Gabi. Reiner must still be scared, huh.

He takes a slow, leisurely step back to give him a little more space without necessarily drawing too much attention to it.

"It's fine," he mutters, and it's as fine as it's going to be, because while Reiner is not wrong about the scrubbing, it's just par for course regardless of who was sitting or touching anything. Levi just likes his space thoroughly scrubbed every few days, it's not personal.

Unfortunately, he figures he should try to lighten the mood while he's at it, so he adds, with perfectly straight face, "Unless you're planning to shit on it."