It doesn't take more than a couple seconds for Koumyou's brain to essentially reboot. He nods against Devero's hands, and reaches his bloodied ones to pry them off his face.

"Healed."

That's all the explanation he offers at the moment. And indeed, while there's still a lot of blood on his hands, the injured one is no longer a thin line of gaping wounds.

Under the blood, there's a fresh new scar slashed across those fingers, thin and delicate like from a surgery.