"...I see," Koumyou just goes back to the massage, digging his thumb into a tense spot at the base of Devero's.

"I don't see how it wouldn't be your place to learn it, from... someone. Or how it would make you any less of a hitek. I can fight with a sword, a gun, a spear, a staff, unarmed -- that doesn't make me less of a chi-user, or a priest. People can be many things."