The next few days are awful.

One night, your dreams are especially bad, and you wake up in a frenzy. You shove Levi's arm off of you and nearly roll yourself off the bed in your panic. Levi stirs and you jump off of the mattress, stumbling away to the far side of the room and smacking your hip off the desk.

Traute had you. She had a hand around your throat and was starting to slice into your stomach, blood was running down your body and-

"L!" Levi hisses, suddenly wide awake. "Snap out of it!"

You don't right away. It takes you a minute to gather your surroundings, to figure out where you are. When your vision comes into focus, you see Levi's hopped off the bed, standing a foot away from you and watching you warily, like he's afraid to close the distance.

Your eyes swim with tears. "I'm sorry," you stammer immediately. "I'm so sorry-"