Levi feels a mix of excitement and anxiety as he watches Cecil read the letter. He can't help but hover around him, studying every little shift in his expression to try to gauge his reaction to the news. When Cecil looks up from the letter and turns that bright smile on him, there's a flutter in his chest that only dies down when Cecil goes quiet after reading the letter again.

Levi frowns and rests his chin on Cecil's shoulder to peer over it, eyes hastily scanning over the letter he's already memorized by heart. Ah. Ireland. Maybe Cecil didn't catch that important little detail on his first read-through.

"It's not guaranteed, but it'd be an amazing team to start my career with if I make it," he begins, arms looping around Cecil's waist. "Quidditch is huge in Europe, even bigger than Quodpot is here. There's more opportunity, more money in it. But... How do you feel about living in Ireland? Is it too far?"