Koumyou turns his head to take a long drag from his cigarette, over the bigger man's hand. He holds his breath in for a moment, then exhales the smoke away from Devero's face, too.

And then the cigarette is being held out to the side again, and the priest is back to watching Devero steadily.

"I wonder..." he says, after some thought, "if you mean that enough to not run away, anymore."

From him?

From whatever this tension is, slowly building between them?