Koumyou sits up after some effort, and actually shifts a few inches away from Devero, for once. Normally, he's the one moving closer.

What is wrong with you echoes in his head, said twice within moments. What indeed. Devero's seen just a flash, just the tiniest hint, of the darkness hiding inside the priest's soul.

"...I said I'd do anything," he says quietly, tiredly. "If dragging you into the light means you end up hating me, I'll accept that cost. It's probably better that way, anyway."

Then Devero will be free to find someone to be in the light with. Someone who isn't Koumyou Sanzo.

Someone whole.