"It's not simple at all." He'd love for it to be simple, but even seven years after the war they were still dealing with the repercussions. His personal favorite was the group that was still baying for all their heads, and could be set off by something as simple as, say, ordering a one-pound container of three types of jellybeans. Apparently the box they came in looked like a bomb.
Absently, he pulled Ehmoi's hands gently away from his mouth. He seemed to like having them near it, but when he was making chewing motions... damn. Wufei was rubbing off on him.