"He's fine. He stopped coughing and went home." Erwin pauses for a moment to catch his breath, then continues. "Has he ever told you about a cadet named Marco? He apparently died at Trost."
This will all be relevant, he swears. Also, please notice and praise Erwin for taking care of the one of the kids!
Erwin finally drags himself to the cottage door, but he has to stop and cough up another wad of flower petals into the bushes beside the mailbox. At least he managed to do that before coming inside.
Then he shoves the door open and enters the cottage, bringing a gust of cold air in with him.
"I'm home!" he calls, and ends the phone connection.
There's a brief pause. "Not directly." It's possible Jean has told him at some point in his future, but it's not a memory he possesses. The name isn't wholly unfamiliar, though, as he's overheard bits and pieces of conversation between the 104th cohorts. If there was more to it than a close comrade that had died, he didn't know it.
Hearing Erwin close in, Levi disconnects the device and leaves it on the counter, meeting Erwin at the door with a cloth mask tied around the lower part of his face and handing him one of his own.
"Put this on." There's also a few handkerchiefs that get set on the bench. He's not having Erwin cough up...flowers...just...into his hand.
Gross.
He reaches up to press the back of his palm to Erwin's forehead, feeling for a fever.
"He died at Trost. We never met him. But it seems like he meant a lot to the kids." Beyond that, Levi will have to ask Jean himself; Erwin figures what he's said so far is basic enough to not be betraying Jean's confidence.
Erwin ties on the mask willingly enough, and stoops to let Levi feel his forehead. He doesn't feel overheated, but he was also just out in the snow. In reality, he's burning up, and the flush in his cheeks isn't just from being outside.
"I need to wash my hands." Since he's been spitting flowers into them until now. Erwin works at getting out of his coat, but it gets hung up on his right arm and he can't get it free. Huh... maybe he's in worse shape than he thought.
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This will all be relevant, he swears. Also, please notice and praise Erwin for taking care of the one of the kids!
Erwin finally drags himself to the cottage door, but he has to stop and cough up another wad of flower petals into the bushes beside the mailbox. At least he managed to do that before coming inside.
Then he shoves the door open and enters the cottage, bringing a gust of cold air in with him.
"I'm home!" he calls, and ends the phone connection.
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Hearing Erwin close in, Levi disconnects the device and leaves it on the counter, meeting Erwin at the door with a cloth mask tied around the lower part of his face and handing him one of his own.
"Put this on." There's also a few handkerchiefs that get set on the bench. He's not having Erwin cough up...flowers...just...into his hand.
Gross.
He reaches up to press the back of his palm to Erwin's forehead, feeling for a fever.
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Erwin ties on the mask willingly enough, and stoops to let Levi feel his forehead. He doesn't feel overheated, but he was also just out in the snow. In reality, he's burning up, and the flush in his cheeks isn't just from being outside.
"I need to wash my hands." Since he's been spitting flowers into them until now. Erwin works at getting out of his coat, but it gets hung up on his right arm and he can't get it free. Huh... maybe he's in worse shape than he thought.