Gyousou doesn't bother concealing the flash of satisfaction at his agreement, nodding gratefully regardless. They can support each other, and he'll feel better about both.

It's good to have something with a neat solution.

"Kouri is... much as you would expect. He worries for everyone, and blames himself for being unable to help, comparing himself to others without his holy constitution."

Less satisfaction there. None, even, but instead a sense of the inevitable. He turns a piece of metal over in his hands, paint flecking from the stripe along one side. A being unsuited for the purpose to which it had been put. It hit the bucket with a dull clang.