"Maybe some soap too," Levi said, looking thoughtful, like there was really any option at all. Of course she was getting toiletries. Maybe not this second, but surely before the day was done.
He hadn't lived with her in years. Levi wasn't going to argue that though. Now wasn't the time or place to talk about the past. Or her future. He wasn't sure. This place was a fucked up time loop and he'd absolutely hate it but for the fact that it was still better than anything he'd ever lived through before. "I've been here for about two months," he supplied after a beat, "so only I know what order my stuff goes in now." That was true, even if it was evasion. But the cat was a nice distraction and he glanced down at it again, looking somewhere between pained and uncertain. "Isabel," he said, hedging for time. "Wouldn't you rather settle in first?"