"Devero," Koumyou reaches up to wipe at those tears with his hands, freshly wet with hot pool water. "You did great on the mission, remember? The reason we're all ostensibly here? You're already doing more... more than enough. And even if you hadn't, you'd still be more than enough to me."

He dips his hands into the pool to get fresh, hot water, and continues to carefully try to wipe Devero's face clean with his fingers.

"Even if you don't know how to just... be you. That's something you can figure out, right? There's time, here. You should use some of it for you, too."