"Then you'd better get back into the water," Devero chides him, reaching out to pinch a sodden sleeve. "You're not going to get any warmer standing around in this."

Koumyou's question is... not unexpected, but it makes Devero shift uncertainly anyway. He looks away, so it's easier for him to say, "I don't want to." And with his usual straightforwardness: "I like you, Sanzo. I want to be around you."