It's so simple, but also very... warm? Koumyou almost chases after him for another, but resists. This time, uncertainty wins out.

The sutra is stuffed back into a pocket, and back to dancing they go! Koumyou's free hand settles on Devero's shoulder, as before, thumb brushing back and forth over fabric to the beat they're following.

--Oh, two can play at that game, "Thank you for asking, however indirectly."