"...I don't think just a Sanzo could love their son as much as you love Kouryuu," Devero says softly. "I think there's more to you than your duty and your sutra, and there has been since before I showed up on this train."

He lifts his own hands and grasps Koumyou's wrists lightly. "What else there is to you may be fragile, but it's not new."