Jade Fern Grove with every lonely, aching step

Impossible.

And even that seemed too small a word for this.

Levi practically danced on his toes while he slung his head low, weaving about the singular scent he found here - yes, here, and everywhere! - along the outer rim of these verdant woods.

Byleth! he raised his head now to call for his friend and to search the trees for him. Brother! You build a fort in the woods, and never send home an invitation? Yet the man laughed, brimming like gold. Enough to make a child of him.