Enfys heard rustling from the forest, the sound of a living soul breaching the hazy afterlife. When he saw them, his face lit up like the sun and his eyes watered. He pranced out of the brightly lit circus tent, wrapping his former companion in a warm embrace. "You shouldn't be here," he murmured, breathing in the scent of life and familiarity that clung his friend's flesh. "If you stay too long, you won't be able to return," he stated more seriously, despite the joyful glow of his spirit.