I think it's been this way for a long while? [One hand rises up to curl at his chin thoughtfully, leaving Zhao's now bare.] I've left notes for myself through a few of my personal writings over the decades that it's important to keep this garden in mind.

I'm not sure why.

[Even as he talks, Aomi smiles down fondly at the small god, before he begins to lead him over to one of the open benches. They can at least start up one of the fire pit tables to make this a slightly more comfortable conversation.]