"Mn," Koumyou rifles through a few more scarves, then gives up on anything striking him as particularly 'Devero', and tucks his hands back into his sleeves. "Well, I'm not sure I'm much good for any of that unless he really likes paper airplanes."

It's pretty much all he knows how to make, and he doesn't even have the right paper for it. The big guy really needs to find someone better suited to all this.

But rather than dwell on that right now, the priest just turns his attention to the other part of the conversation. Gen! That's a safe topic! "...Because...?"

Just admit you're a smartass, Senku. Go ahead.