As Levi settles in, Erwin feels himself sink deeper into the mattress, and maybe breakfast can wait. Especially after a kiss like that, which leaves Erwin slightly breathless and more than a little willing to forgo previous plans.

"What I'd like," he decides, once he's got his breath back, "if we're going to stay here awhile longer, is to go put my arm on, so I can hold you with both arms."

He doesn't sleep with his prosthetic. It's a toss-up: Levi will lose the full access to his chest from the arm's straps, but he'll get held in two arms instead of one. Choices, choices.