...

[Byleth sighed wordlessly, and with some effort he tore his gaze away from a passing family - a mother and a father, holding hands with their green-haired child between them, all smiling faces and genuine happiness and contentment. His stomach felt like he'd eaten a bowl of nettles.]

I'm... I suppose I'm a little distracted...

[He hesitated, feeling oddly tongue-tied and unsure on how to articulate his feelings. Now probably wasn't the time anyways. They were on a time limit, and Byleth didn't want what could potentially be an emotionally volatile discussion right there, in the middle of the street, for anyone to stumble across (specifically, other Shard-bearers of the Zenith variety).]

This place just hits a little too close to home. Sorry, I'll focus now.