"Good," Koumyou manages a little smile, even, and squeezes Devero's hand again.
Going back to a previous, not-quite-asked question, the priest palms the sutra in his other hand and eyes it.
"I don't think Seiten is eating me, if that helps. Though it's true that too much light can be equally as brutal as too much darkness. It's not as... caustic, as Muten.
"There is no doubt it has an effect on me, it could even be part of why I'm so... distant, even when I don't want to be."
It could also be the trauma.
"But I was the youngest to ever make Sanzo, until Ukoku, and until Kouryuu... or rather, Genjo. And I haven't been growing weak, or coughing up blood like Goudai."
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Going back to a previous, not-quite-asked question, the priest palms the sutra in his other hand and eyes it.
"I don't think Seiten is eating me, if that helps. Though it's true that too much light can be equally as brutal as too much darkness. It's not as... caustic, as Muten.
"There is no doubt it has an effect on me, it could even be part of why I'm so... distant, even when I don't want to be."
It could also be the trauma."But I was the youngest to ever make Sanzo, until Ukoku, and until Kouryuu... or rather, Genjo. And I haven't been growing weak, or coughing up blood like Goudai."