[Erwin murmurs his thanks when Levi comes back and hands him his tea. It's made exactly the way he likes it--sugar and wild colours are for coffee, not tea--but he cradles it in his hand rather than drink it right away.]
[He shoots Levi a complicated, beseeching look when he settles on the couch next to Hange. He had been, selfishly, hoping Levi would join him in the chair, or at least let his legs dangle off the couch so Erwin could hook his ankle with his other foot. As it is, Levi is out of his reach.]
[Maybe it's better that way. Maybe they shouldn't be touching, when Hange gets to the harder parts of their story.]
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[He shoots Levi a complicated, beseeching look when he settles on the couch next to Hange. He had been, selfishly, hoping Levi would join him in the chair, or at least let his legs dangle off the couch so Erwin could hook his ankle with his other foot. As it is, Levi is out of his reach.]
[Maybe it's better that way. Maybe they shouldn't be touching, when Hange gets to the harder parts of their story.]
What's the Beast titan?