Levi stirs a bit as he feels two tiny hands shaking him, causing his grey eyes to flutter open a bit. Standing at the edge of the bed is his four year old son; Valor. He lets out a groggy hum, shifting away from Erwin’s unconscious embrace and looking down at his son to give him his attention.

“Hm..? What is it, kiddo?”

He murmurs in a slightly gravely-from-sleep voice, steely eyes a bit fuzzy as they adjust to the morning light.