[ 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. ]
[ 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. ]
[ that's all they can expect. ]