"Hey, kiddo. I would love some tea, thank you," Devero says, returning her smile with that easy warmth of his. He's feeling some nerves himself, but making a distinct effort to keep them under control. After all, he's supposed to be the emotions guy here, isn't he?

He gives Koumyou's hand still in his a squeeze, meeting the priest's eyes for a moment, then releases it to take a seat.