Devero's so caught up in manufacturing reasons to blame himself for things that it takes him a moment to realize what he just said-- or, specifically, who he just said it to.

"--Koumyou, I'm sorry," he says immediately, as soon as he sees the priest looking so solemn and connects the dots. "I didn't mean--" What you literally just said, Devero?

He stands up, displacing water in sloshing waves as he paces the couple of steps to the other side of the pool, and then turns around and comes back. "I shouldn't be generalizing," he says. "I got-- carried away.

"I'm the one who's not doing enough. Just me. It's not fair of me to fuckin'-- project that on to you or anyone else."