[ she doesn't entirely get it. leviathan's strange, after all - a stranger in a strange land. but she's able to recognize stress and tension when she sees it, a lifetime of helping people rest and massages and sleep clinics having taught her well. so she walks a tiny bit ahead of levi, giving them a figure to follow; she brushes the other's arm every now and then, less sensual and more a reminder of existence; she walks in peaceful silence, a familiar sort of feeling even this earlier in the night.

when levi finally starts speaking again, nazuna chips in like nothing even happened in the first place. ]

Sounds like a plan.

[ dark nights and fast motorcycles and alcohol. those still sound like fun to her, honestly. those are what her best nights are, even if some of the worst nights feel that way too. ]

The city was kind of like that back home, yeah. [ she thinks for a moment, letting the silence echo out. ] But... there was plenty of time to sit around, too. Videogames to play and play again, yeah? You ever play any of those?

[ she doesn't need to be told twice. she's already making a beeline down that road - she hasn't had a beer since she arrived, man, she needs a little sippy! ]