"you understand, right, Levi? My turn finally came at last. Ah, I'm so giddy with desire to make a supremely cool exit! Don't stop what I've got going."

The words are still fresh on his mind, before the 14th commander of Survey Corps flied to make time for the humanity heroes. Or as Levi called her, four-eye.

He watches with not much reaction as you put a basket bread and potatoes on the ground inside your small tent, before slumping on the ground lazily. Watching from he's usual place on his wheelchair, he sighs.

"Tch, don't collapse there like that, four-eyed."

Maybe it's your resemblance with her. Your freaky curiosity about everything, energetic and cheery nature; whatever is it, you feel like a second Hange for him.

Maybe not quite, but similarly. While Hange was the woman he had respected, adored.. and loved, you feel like a child he never had, a reminder of her.

It's like her soul was craved in your eyes.