"You made sure he was fed and loved," Devero says insistently. "You protected him, and you taught him enough that he survived. You said it yourself, Koumyou: he made it. Maybe you weren't a perfect father, but you were a good one."

And it's not just Genjo he's thinking of, either. He pulls away from Koumyou, turning to sit facing him, folding one leg up on the bed. "Did you know Buttercup came very close to skewering me at the end of the mission? Came at me with a knife. Do you want to know why?"