Levi didn't know what to do; Mikasa and Armin had told him of the slip that came out of Eren's lip this morning, then of the confusion that took over, before acting like the usual Eren of this time. The only most obvious conclusion was that Eren was somehow recovering lost memories. They all came to accept that Eren had reincarnated into this era, it isn't that strange that with the presence of the Corps, Eren would start to recover those memories. It would make Levi, and he was sure that everyone else too, happy if Eren did recover his memories completely, but that didn't change the fact that he had basically attacked the boy upon first sight. He wanted to devour him, suck him dry, enjoyed having him under, felt a primal satisfaction at the other's body becoming still and cold under his. Levi was truly scared, he had never felt these sorts of things before, but then again, when it came to Eren, there was always a lot of firsts. Levi was never one to give much thought to things, but right now, his mind was pulling at opposite ends and causing him a headache, he just wishes to see Eren for a little bit, just a short moment. Getting up from his spot on the bed, he heads over to the door joining the rooms, walking through the bathroom and slowly creaking the other door open just in case Eren was already asleep. Peeking through the door, he saw that Eren was asleep. Letting out a sigh he didn't know he was holding, he walked into the room and went over to the chair by the wall. It came to mind that since he had drank Eren's blood, he had regained the ability to breath and like earlier in the day, be able to taste.

Vampires could move their rib cage up and down to simulate breathing and hence camouflaging better amongst humans, but they weren't actually breathing, they couldn't feel the air enter and leave their lungs, but Levi now could feel it, smell it, and taste it too, he could honestly do without it as well. The air of the city was fucking disgusting. As well as breathing, the fact that he could taste brought some happiness to him, he could once again consume tea without wanting to spit it out because it taste like dirt. However, he wasn't sure if this had to do specifically with the fact that he had fed or because it had come from Eren. He had never tried to drink or eat anything the few times he fed he had fed from a human, but he had never felt the urge to like he did when he drank from Eren, it was like a craving for a pregnant woman.

Getting cut out of his thoughts, he saw Eren stir on his bed, could see his brow furrowing in what seemed like pain, was he having a nightmare? A murmured "Sarge" left Eren's lips followed by a pained sob, before he jolted up from the bed frantically, looking around until he spotted Levi on the chair. That had Eren jolting out of bed, tumbling down on his and crawling towards him and upon reaching him, hands gripping his knees and a soaked cheek falling on his thigh. "Sarge, you're okay? For a moment there I thought the Yankees did you in!" Levi could only stare at the boy in confusion.

The boy was talking with a strange accent that Levi recognized from more than 150 years ago in the United States during their civil war. Hanji and he had gone over there to spectate before levi got tired of their shit and played a hand in pushing the leaders to start coming up with a treaty, he may or may not have scared them a bit with his nature, but it had worked. Now this boy was confusing him with some "Sarge" and using that accent, "Eren, what the hell are you talking about?"

"But Sarge, I was told that you-" a fleeting confusing went through Eren's features and then he quickly stood and did something he thought he would never see Eren do again, he saluted. Not a salute from the U.S. Army, but a Survey Corps salute and he couldn't help the feeling of pride swell within him from that perfect pose and the look of utter dedication in his eyes. "Sorry Captain Levi, I do not know what just came over me!" Levi could only stare at the boy as he started to fidget in nervousness, bringing him out of his thoughts, "At ease, soldier." Letting out an unnoticeable sigh, Eren relaxed his position and took a look around him, "Where are we, Captain?" Cursing softly to himself Levi realized that they were in the hotel room, not at the castle. "Don't worry, Eren. We are at an inn; you were asleep and awoke from a nightmare. You should go back to sleep."

"A nightmare, sir…?" He said mostly to himself, it hadn't felt like a nightmare, nothing at all, actually. "Okay, I'll go back to sleep, sir," he responded to Levi and as he started to walk back towards the bed, both became aware that Eren was clad only in boxers. "Eren, you…?" Shivering at the tone of Levi's voice, Eren looked down at himself. "I don't know why I am like this sir, honestly, I slept with my shirt on," at these words Eren started frantically looking for his shirt and Levi started picturing Eren only with his shirt on as he slept. As if reading his thoughts and finding the shirt he was wearing earlier today, he turned to Levi in a nervous tripping, "I mean with also my shirt on, Captain..." Trembling to put on his shirt, Levi quickly stood and made his way over to him, he had been tempted long enough by Eren's boxer clad ass and those swaying hips. As Eren had the shirt over his head, Levi reached him and placed his hands on the boy's hips. Almost jumping out of his own skin with the sudden touch, Eren lets go of the shirt letting it pool on his shoulders as his head went through. "What are you doing, Captain?" Eren's voice comes out breathless as Levi, almost hypnotized, fingers Eren's hips, his hands moving towards the V lines directly to his pelvis shown by the low riding boxers.

It's warm, this warmth that he hasn't felt in so long, he wishes to monopolize it, wrap it around himself, drown himself in it, and he does just that just that. Fully wrapping his arms that this waist, he brings Eren flush against him and he presses his face against the other's chest. A sigh escapes his lips as he breathes in Eren's familiar scent, it makes him happy, it's making him calm, it's making him sleepy, something else he hadn't felt for so long. Looking up at Eren, placing his chin on the other's chest he says, "Let's go to sleep, Eren." A blush rises to Eren's cheeks and he can only nod as he puts on his shirt properly and Levi removes his shoes and socks. Once done, he extends his hand towards Levi, he doesn't know why he is doing towards the Captain, but it feels right, even more so when, without hesitance, Levi takes his hand they walk over to the bed only parting when Eren climbs in first, but reconnecting after Levi has settled in, both facing each other and hands reconnecting, they fall asleep.