Devero stops short, looking from the imperious hand to the sour face and back. He entertains a brief and absolutely childish thought of refusing, but then pushes it forcibly away and gives Sanzo his gun back. "Thanks for the loan," he says, and means it despite his shitty impulse from a moment before.
He takes the sword, but turns and hands it off to Koumyou. It'd be stupid to hang on to something he doesn't actually know how to use when Koumyou's here to cover them.
"I'll meet you around back," he says to the priests, then heads into the building to do the part he's actually good at: reassure and herd the civilians.
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Devero stops short, looking from the imperious hand to the sour face and back. He entertains a brief and absolutely childish thought of refusing, but then pushes it forcibly away and gives Sanzo his gun back. "Thanks for the loan," he says, and means it despite his shitty impulse from a moment before.
He takes the sword, but turns and hands it off to Koumyou. It'd be stupid to hang on to something he doesn't actually know how to use when Koumyou's here to cover them.
"I'll meet you around back," he says to the priests, then heads into the building to do the part he's actually good at: reassure and herd the civilians.