"...sounds likely." Him on the edge of decline, her coming upon her prime. Levi doesn't know that she'll be able to pin him down in his exhaustion on a roof he hasn't seen yet, hasn't felt the direct force of her strength in a most desperate contest. Even with a couple decades on him, Kenny had still given him a fucking run for his money. He'll never not be lethal, but compared to a younger Ackerman, he'd eventually lose.

"I'm sorry she's gone, too," he offers quietly. There hasn't been time to really think about it until now.

Jean snaps back some of the moroseness of the moment with...that.

Levi gives him a flat stare similar to one usually reserved for Erwin's inanities, but the corner of his mouth betrays him a little, twitching briefly.

"Yeah, something like that. Best I could do on short notice."