Wangji is pleased to see his brother, no matter how tired he is. He shuffles up next to him and makes his own cup, forgoing anything remotely caffeinated and picking a chamomile over his usual green.
He does sigh at the smile, his own face softening in a reply only his brother can understand.
"Perhaps we can get clarification on the matter before the next attempt, so we are more likely to succeed."

"Did you visit home?" He asks whilst watching the leaves steep. There is no judgement in his tone, he knows he is in the minority of not wanting to leave any time soon.
He stirs his tea and rests against the counter for that first sip.

"Is there anything waiting for you upon your return?"