don't know, don't care

Levi tsked, not at all appreciating her tone of voice, and then some. Even her concern seemed faux on his end and it had him squinting- more than usual anyway as he looked up at her. He bristled, the spines rattling quietly at his neck, his tongue flicking against his sabre in obvious displeasure. He was quite feline in many ways, pissy and quick to swipe.

"I'm fine. You're Bas' pet, I presume?" He couldn't say he entirely understood why his brother had taken her in at all, least of all to the extent that he seemed to use her as an assistant of some sort.