For old times

Levi rolled his eyes as he moved to follow his big brother. Much bigger brother. He recalled their sire had tried to incite a rivalry between them, but it never really stuck. Levi knew his worth and didn't feel the need to compete. Both were capable fighters in their own right, one making up for certain skills and attributes the other lacked.

"Don't be dramatic. You know I've got your back, I didn't think it needed saying." He huffed, his voice drier then the Sand River to the east. He was also somewhat confused why Bas was confused by his demeanour, not like he hadn't ever been like this.