[ it's already a damn good day when even half of them make it back. so by those standards, this mission was nearly a miracle. most of the expedition team is drinking to their survival in the mess hall.
levi is only nursing a mug of weak beer and ignoring everything to the best of his ability. ]
Why don't you get out there? [ levi's tone is less abrasive than before; even he acknowledges that it's a good opportunity to socialize. ] You don't have to stay with me over here.
[ levi is about to wave it off, just snort and dismiss it—but he's known petra for long enough and well enough to see when she's being really honest about something. ]
[ though levi's still smiling a little to himself. for his definition of smiling, that is. being around petra just makes him feel more relaxed all around. ]
[ levi's not blind, and even if he doesn't have the most relationship experience... he can sense that there's something odd about petra, especially tonight.
the alcohol may be helping things along somewhat. ]
[ nnnnnot really. he is drinking, sort of, but that's as far as he's going to go. ]