Isamu reached out and clucked at Wufei's sleeves at the mention of him leaving for China. Even if he knew it was sensical, he couldn't imagine the thought. He felt he had so much more to offer to and to learn from Wufei. The thought of the other man leaving abhorrent in some way. "I don't want you to leave either," he whispered like it was a confession, like he was saying something more than just he didn't want the other man to be apart from him. "However, whenever you wish to leave, I will help you. I will help you leave this place safely, so that you may return home. As much as I don't wish you to leave, the thought of you never returning home is even worse."