There was something to this kid - he couldn't be much younger than V themselves, and they were only 20 - underneath all the stammering.

Perhaps that just meant the fighting was over. All the adrenaline-fueled jitters had to come out somehow.

"Levi; good to meet you."

They make a sweeping gaze across the Convoy.

"Not all of these cars look that strong. Something like that will save us time later."

They tilt their head, calculating. Not all of these cars look entirely mobile, either...

"You know anything about repairing tires? Or- this setup might come with a few jacks, that could give us leverage for all sorts of things."

Including Levi's own suggestion, if they were creative enough.