"For... for that," Koumyou's feet touch the ground again as that one tendril of sutra eases up off the floor just behind him. "I don't want to... coerce you or, or trick you, or... or any of that."

If Devero's so nervous about the sutra, it may be all too easy to 'give' him the wrong kind of distraction. The kind that would be wrong for Koumyou to engage in.