Devero is clumsy too, their tiny cabin and tinier bed feeling more cramped than usual after his time spent off the train. Between that and his fatigue, he feels huge and awkward and like he can hardly move his limbs.

That doesn't stop him from reaching out to Koumyou as soon as he can, his big hands skimming restlessly over his Sanzo's shoulders. "It's really you, right?" he asks thickly.