Isamu moved closer to Wufei, hand reaching out to grab the other man's again, not daring any bolder contact, but wanting to comfort the sudden gloom that had over taken him. "It may happen or it may just be a nightmare. But even if such a thing were to happen we must trust the gods have a plan for us, whether we see it as fair or not. It is not always easy to take when the world suddenly seems your enemy, but that is the life that some of us have been given. All we can do is live out each day and be happy in the small joys we find in the world the gods have granted us." As he spoke his thumb ran over Wufei's hand, and his eyes were soft, hoping that the other man would find comfort in his words.