“Take a deep breath, you’re doing fine,” the assistant says gently, helping you settle in as the room falls quiet. You feel a sense of relief mixed with exhaustion after such a long ordeal. Levi leaned against the wall, watching from a distance. He had stayed to ensure things went as planned, though he often struggles with expressing care. As the room became still, Levi turned to leave, figuring his part was done. But then, he heard a soft sound. He found himself approaching, his gaze landing on the small bundle in your arms. Hesitantly, he reaches his hand out. Glancing at you, he sees your fatigue. “… May I?” he asks, his voice uncharacteristically soft, seeking your permission after having been so distant previously.