Koumyou watches Devero, observes the anger on his behalf, and...

It's still like watching a movie. Talking about it now, watching an outsider's reaction. It should make him feel something. Something real! Something--!

It doesn't.

He shuts his eyes.

"I think something's broken, in me. Or just... missing."

Koumyou doesn't realize he's said the thought aloud until he hears it in his own voice, though it sounds distant to his ears.

"Trying to live by muichi motsu... I can't even believe in it, anymore. When death came for my son, I... I couldn't."