"Dev probably won't do anything too bad, even to someone who deserves it," Koumyou says with such open, absolute fondness in his voice.

Devero's a big soft man and he wouldn't change him for the world.

The priest takes another drag of his cigarette, holds the smoke in for a few seconds, and says up toward the ceiling to let it out -- "But that's what people like me are for."

Bad people come in useful, sometimes. He suspects Yondu knows that truth, too.