"Yeah," Levi says instead of anything like you're welcome. Hopefully that's indeed what happens. He peers down at his own jar again, glowing softly against his jacket.

He should probably get going - pack up some supplies and embark on this fairy job they've been given. He does linger for a few moments, unsure if he's supposed to say anything, or ask if this is all, or something.

"...you're not so bad," he finally mutters and starts walking away.