"Coming full circle, are we?" Koumyou asks with a quiet little laugh. The sound is a touch wobbly to his own ears, but he doesn't hesitate to follow Devero on into the music car. He's dressed down a lot compared to that first meeting. Just his jeans, form-fitting shirt, and one arm-warmer.

His hair is still loose behind him, too. Fully dry now, and sleek from all the earlier combing.