Koumyou doesn't really react to having his wrists seized. If anything, he's surprised the grip isn't a whole hell of a lot tighter, like Ukoku does it when he's trying to make Koumyou react.
Not many others dare to grab Koumyou Sanzo, after all.
But the priest's focus is on those huge, dark eyes. That expression.
That voice. That's what nearly gets a reaction out of Koumyou, but he's glad it doesn't because then Devero's fleeing. Koumyou doesn't even get up, just twists in place to stare after him, one hand settling on the abandoned seat.
"I..." oh, well. Okay, then. "If you-- if you think that's for the best."
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Not many others dare to grab Koumyou Sanzo, after all.
But the priest's focus is on those huge, dark eyes. That expression.
That voice. That's what nearly gets a reaction out of Koumyou, but he's glad it doesn't because then Devero's fleeing. Koumyou doesn't even get up, just twists in place to stare after him, one hand settling on the abandoned seat.
"I..." oh, well. Okay, then. "If you-- if you think that's for the best."
It's all so very confusing.