Sure, it sucks. It's super fucking shitty that so many of their friends are dead and not here. But Erwin is here, and he'd better not waste their precious stolen time thinking about alternatives. He'd better enjoy every moment of it.

He'd better not leave Levi again. Not when they can finally be... something like happy.

He exhales softly against Erwin's forehead, an amused huff perhaps, and gives his fringe a few more strokes. Always. He squeezes him a little tighter one more time before letting his grip loosen. He makes no motion to push Erwin off, though.

"Yeah... I'm tired and I ain't sleeping in a tub."