While Levi is busy cleaning up, Erwin slips into a light doze while he enjoys the afterglow. It's the warm towel in his hand that rousts him, and he smiles sleepily up at Levi as he dabs at his chest. It's a half-hearted effort at best--he trusts Levi to have gotten the mess earlier, but he'll still make a few token passes before using a corner of the cloth to dry himself off.

"Hi." Levi, what are you doing leaning against the headboard? Erwin reaches for him, with the clear intent to pull him down and against his chest.