Koumyou leans against his side, but for the first time since Dev had found him in the kitchen, it's more because he wants to than because he can't stay upright.

"A little better," still not exactly capable of moving very fast on his own, but at least being conscious isn't difficult, now. Life energy enough for just sitting and being awake and talking is at least a start.

He rests the side of his head on Devero's shoulder with a sigh, "Sorry about all this."