Isamu grinned slightly at the sight of Wufei emerging from the streams, perhaps from others the action would seem presumptuous, but the gods were protecting this man. So Isamu was just glad to see him enjoying the garden. Though he hoped the stream hadn't been too cold for the other man, having been fed by the glaciers up higher in the mountains surrounding the valley.

"The nights here our beautiful, and most often peaceful. You can see the stars for miles some nights. I used to love sneaking out at night to just sleep beneath the stars. Used to give my mother fits to find me not in my bed in the morning." He smiled at the memory that was years ago now, even though he was still young, he hadn't slept beneath the story in over half a decade at this point. He offered over the breakfast over to Wufei, "More rice, of course, but also some grilled fish, and I figured you'd enjoy from fresh fruits. We grow them in an orchard here at the temple. My father's pride and joy that orchard is."