Wufei shook his head again. "You worry too much," he murmured, his voice so low he wasn't sure he uttered the words for anyone but himself. As Isamu approached the alter and started to bustle about, Wufei stayed back, letting him set up the blankets without much comment. He used to opportunity to watch instead, soaking up every detail he could because he needed it. And also feared the moment when he would no longer have this chance. The weight that the rain had left behind still crowded in his mind, waiting, hovering to swoop down again. He shook his head slightly as he tried to ignore his thoughts. "Can you tell me the god's name. I want to know since I'm making their shrine my home. We've been getting...somewhat acquainted actually," he added with a faint quirk of his lips. Although he wasn't sure who was imposing on who at this point.