"Displaced. I suppose they always need a name for someone." He looked back over at Johanna, not even knowing her name, but he didn't even care about who she was. At least, he had no reason to care about who she was yet. She was just a girl who he had run into.
"And lead the way, then." He motioned forward, wanting to ask for a moment if his suspicions of her were right. "Are you some type of soldier?" Yes, that was Levi: blunt and to the point when it counted. No beating around the bush or trying to place nice. In his world, in his position, there wasn't room to be nice.