Wufei followed Duo in once he'd put his things away, making his way to the kitchen and finding the kettle without even having to look, getting some tea started. "I don't know," he admits, when Duo asks what else the house could be.

Once the water is on the heat, he turns to look at Duo, leaning back against the counter in a way that felt entirely second nature. "I dreamt of family, of war, of fresh peace and the struggle to keep it. And... other things. A different place, almost a different reality, but I only have small pieces of it. You were there," he frowns, tries not to think of Duo looming above him in the darkness, eyes glowing with desire. Nope. He does not need to think of that right now.