Menji felt the warm kiss of the morning sunlight on his skin and it instantly stirred him awake. Not because of irritation, unease, or discomfort, not at all. He just felt like it, it was the right thing to do, so to speak. The total synergy, in tune with the breath of the eternal lightbringer. Menji smiled, and breathed in the sweet damp smell of luscious green, being soothed by the first warmth of the morning.