The fact that they've switched positions isn't lost on Koumyou. There's an effortless... symmetry to their interactions, in general, like it's all one very slow dance. They'd switched positions in the pool, too, and probably other times he can't even recall now.

"I suppose it's a little embarrassing, at my age."

Another long draw from his cigarette, burned almost down to the filter, now. He regards Devero steadily through the smoke.