"Yeah..." Levi wonders if it'll ever get warm here. It must get warmer in the summer, but he would prefer to be gone by then. Or at least have answers.

He looks back to the bow "Uh, no, people don't really use these anymore where I'm from. Most people." Except that weird old man who used a bow, ran along rooftops and had a giant wolf friend. "I've been trained to use guns, but you can't make bullets very easily. Its, uh, a lot different though. I'm not really sure what I'm doing."