How's the world so small when the world is so large?
And what made the world, could I please speak to who's in charge?
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Taking his draped cloak and cravat from the three-and-a-half-legged chair, Levi was satisfied at how his green cloak wasn’t soaked as it had been before.
❛❛Just means we can get out of here now, head back to base,❞ he reminded. ❛❛C‘mon, let’s go get the horses from that broken-down stable so I can go get a cup of tea and you can- I don’t even know what you do- let’s just go.❞
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Hanji followed his lead and turned away from the door to go back and retrieve her things, wringing out the last bit of moisture from her jacket and cloak.
“Mhm. What a relief, huh? All our paperwork was missing us.” Despite the irony in her tone, Hanji really did feel the need to get back to her research. “I drink coffee, Levi, coffee. I hope the horses weren’t too cold in there, it wasn’t in the best condition.” She put her jacket on and led the way back outside.
“Well you seem to really know a lot more about this than I do."
He stepped closer, holding her hands in his, staring at her, waiting for her to do something. “Teach me?”
"Not really… Maybe a little, but I’m no real expert.”
She squeezed his hands lightly, smiling and leaning in for a brief kiss. “Something like that. You sure you wouldn’t rather hear me discuss my research again?”