[ camping, they'd said. just... for fun, though. or, well, to really get a lay of the land, but mostly for fun, because there's no other reason to do it. they've even got a nice little apartment to go back to once they're done, cozy and pleasant and home now more than either of them thought they'd get to have.

and for erwin, who'd known he was dying, and levi, who was resigned to mourning, well, maybe going out camping together without any stakes is kind of cathartic. erwin's not thinking of it that way, but that's what it is. catharsis.

they are at least being mindful of being in the woods of their technically-captors the fae, and making sure to not 'fuck around and find out,' as it were. still, it's nice, and now erwin can carry supplies with his prosthetic arm and have the other free to do important things such as brush his fingers along levi's wrist mid-step every once in a while.

sometimes he still marvels over just being able to do it. ]

I still appreciate that you were able to get access to the equipment while I was still trying to get used to this arm.

[ the odd jobs, erwin means. the odd jobs levi did to get them enough camping gear to go out and actually have a nice time. ]