"Mm-hmm." Devero leads him up the stairs to the stage deck. He looks the same, of course, but what else could he be wearing but his train uniform? He's still so new to all of this.

Maybe that's why he felt the need to retreat to something familiar, after how much has passed between them in just the past few hours. He leads Koumyou up onto the stage and turns to face him, holding their clasped hands out between them. "May we dance?" he asks him, his voice quiet but intent.