[Levity wakes up with a gasp again, as though his body is trying to catch up on breath that he was denied by Vergil's hold on him. There's a brief remembrance of fear, the moment when he realized that he wouldn't be allowed to move, that he was going to die, and yet... he can't find it in himself to be angry with Vergil. At all. He just wanted company and care, a child thrown into an unfamiliar, violent world, forced to abide by its cruel rules, torn away from things and people he knew and loved. Is it really any different from how Levity himself feels?

And somehow that last moment made up even for the crushing pain, the burning in his lungs and the dull fire of cracked bones. That feeling of safety, unity, a sense of belonging that seems to have been torn from Levity when he arrived in Tokyo-F - well, it's. It's nice. It would be nice to feel it again, for more than a fleeting moment.

Levity stares at the fleshy ceiling of the cave for a while and wonders how he's supposed to feel about these thoughts.

Eventually, he forces himself to get up, shuffles towards one of the walls. He doesn't know where he wants to go now - he's not keen on seeing the field again, and the thought of going back to the library makes him feel... strange. Not to mention that he knows he wouldn't be able to say no, anyway.

For nearly the first time, Levity forces himself to actually inspect his surroundings. If there's membrane on the gaps between walls, can it be cut into? Does it lead to any potential passages or anything?]