My train of thought fades as I notice Levi is not just hugging Tim. He’s also gripping his shoulders tightly, fingers digging painfully into Tim’s flesh as he murmurs something in his ear. I can’t make out the words, but by the time Levi straightens back up, Tim’s mouth is pulled in a thin, straight line, his face is milk white in a way I don’t remember ever seeing before, and his expression looks almost . . . scared. Is Tim scared? “I— You— I didn’t mean to,” he stammers, but Levi interrupts him. “Nice to see you again,” he says in a commanding, dismissive tone.
