Well Finnick, the fact that you're already here with him like this means you've got a not insignificant part of his heart. There are things that only he and Erwin can share, but it doesn't negate the things the two of them already have together, too.

Levi has to tighten his hold on Finnick's neck when he lets one hand go of his waist, which brings them even closer, nearly chest to chest. He has to tread his feet a bit to help himself stay upright. Finnick's hand is wet against his skin, a droplet of water falling onto his cheek and rolling down almost like a tear, but he doesn't seem bothered - too busy drinking in the sound of that laugh.

"Huh." He just gazes up at Finnick from a few inches away, quite at ease, shifting between his eyes and his lips. One hand scrunches those curls again. "Learning all kinds'a shit from you tonight." Swimming, cortexes, blowholes.