Levi nods. He's not sure how he's going to do that yet, exactly, but he'll certainly do it! For now, the fireflies seem content in the jar, though he does make a mental note to find out what they eat, just in case it's not just huffing fairy dust or whatever.

Maybe it's that reassurement, maybe it's the earlier help, but Levi seems to be warming up to Galliard quickly enough - in fact, he's giving him a curious look at the invitation, rather than outright refusing.

"Why do you want to get rid of it?" It's a good jar. Clear glass. He could put food in it, it'd probably last longer than in a ceramic pot.