[ He'd mind insofar as you can't just be sitting your bare ass and balls on the furniture and other surfaces. Underwear at a minimum is preferred unless they're in bed. And much of the time it's appreciated then, too. But the rest of him? No, he doesn't fucking mind.

It helps that Erwin is radiating confidence. Levi can't remember the last time he looked so excited, a light shining so brightly in his eyes. This place is full of new and interesting things, but this is different. Even before finding themselves here, the last several months had been especially trying.

The arm is fucking weird. It's going to take some getting used to, seeing it on Erwin especially. But he's happy with it and really, that's all that matters.

Levi carefully hands him the bag, like he's unsure if the arm can handle the weight (there's more coconuts in there for you Erwin, gag, but also an extremely pointy, strange looking fruit they haven't tried yet called a pineapple that resembles neither pines nor apples, but is supposed to be pretty good, according to Jean. ]

It's strange. [ He answers honestly, because Erwin would be able to spot a lie otherwise, and that's not how they are with each other anyway. But Levi shrugs, because his opinion doesn't really matter. ] But you can open your own damn coconuts now, so no complaints here.

[ His eyes wander to the straps over his chest, fingers twitching a bit with the urge to just touch him. ] Is it hard to put on by yourself?