"Mhmm." Look at them, living like fucking kings. It's what they deserve, honestly, and as far as Levi can tell, most of all this fanciness is built by magic rather than shameless exploitation of the working class. But even all this wouldn't feel half as good and comfortable as it does if it weren't for the company.

He burrows a little closer, resting his head over Erwin's chest. Even over the bathrobe, he thinks he can hear his heart.

"...thanks. For coming to pick me up." Erwin had been tending fighters in the support tents, on the other side of the portals back in the city. He didn't have to take the trip all the way here just so he and Levi could come back together, but he did, and Levi's so grateful about it that he doesn't know what to do.

Well, actually, he has an idea.

He lifts his upper half slightly, just enough that he can lean over and press his lips to the crook of Erwin's nose.

And then he flops right back down into his earlier spot, cuddling against him.