"That's okay. I don't think making a wish is necessary."

It's probably just encouraged while you meditate at the shrine or something. He exhales, turning back to the structure.

"It's probably not possible," he admits, after a while. "But hey, with those weird weekends, you never know." Or there were more general things. Like good luck. Like people close to you sticking around - getting through tough times. That sort of thing.