"And I was drawn to you," Isamu whispered, brushing his fingers through Wufei's hair, his eyes gentle as he continued to stare at the other man. "I think fate may have our hands whether logic demands we act one way or another. We live in dark times; in times like these, the future hurt may be inevitable, but the small joys may be found and perhaps must be chased." He looked down, considering before looking back at Isamu, "Maybe that's why the gods seemed so insistent to lead me to you. To find you and provide you safe harbor. It's a spot of joy for us before the darkness must consume us again."