Mm.

[ It's a difficult one, to be sure. Levi frowns when he feels how cold their hands are, has the impulse to take them in his own, but they have the mug now, and that'll be better than his hands, and they should drink it to warm the rest of their body anyway...(and he's pleased to see that expression come over them when they take a sip, feeling something ease a little in his chest).

So instead he picks up the blanket from the chair and drops it in their lap before settling next to them on the couch, his own cup in his hands. ]

...no, I don't think so. We both seem to last remember the night before riding out to Shiganshina to finally plug the wall with Eren's armor hardening ability.

[ His jaw tightens a little before continuing. ] I don't know exactly what happens. It seemed like Vaeros decided to drop some hints with his bullshit last month, and a couple other times. They could be lies but...

[ he trails off, brows furrowing as he sinks a little further into the couch. They could be lies, but somehow he knows they aren't.

Levi looks over at Hange, gray eyes lingering on the covering over their face. ]

...four years, you said? [ Somehow it sounds impossibly long. ]