Levi remained undecided about the horsemen as far as humans were involved. On the one hand, the tatzel had no trouble watching them destroy the hunters who would have her weaponized and used against her own kin. On the other, she had recognized that they had a disliking for all of humanity which meant the meeker variety of human she'd seen in the human maul as well. DETH wasn't quite the answer she wanted, but neither were the views of Medea and the horsemen. Within the indoor gym today, Levi began to bind her wrist again with gauze, covering what she didn't want seen by herself or others.

Lately, the ghoul had taken to training and sparring to release her frustrations over her current situation more so than usual. The problem with this was when she was alone, Levi would inevitably remember, causing her to lose focus on the tasks at hand. Occasionally being able to bout with others that crossed her path had been helping to counter this problem. If something was attacking her, her defenses could at least be relied on for practicing some evasion and counter attacks.

Tying her hair back into a single ponytail, Levi arose only to take a crouching stance. From her current position in the gym, she sprang upward into the air, allowing her form to fall back to her feet over and over again. Bouncing: it was like jogging, only a tatzelwurm's variety. Levi tried to exercise accuracy in her landing as well as speed as she moved, aiming to make her exact position less and less notable.