He prefers it here too. For one thing, he's all healed now. Completely. No more looming death. No more lost senses. His Lao Wen doesn't have the terror in his eyes of losing him to his own stupidity, though there's still the normal worry any one tends to have for someone they love as fiercely as Wen Kexing loves.

And his soulmate's child is here, alive, healing as much as she can. He raises a brow at her nose wrinkling at a particular seed and studies it curiously before nodding and moving on to others. He makes sure to walk at her pace, keeping how closely they walk more subtle.