"It isn't different at all, the train might have left you there. Either initially, or later on as the tether weakened. It might have stranded us both on our respective worlds, me to fade away and you to do the same but only spiritually."

Koumyou actually gets out of their bed, clambering past Devero to do it. He's not leaving, though, he just needs to pace the narrow strip of floor that runs alongside it. Like an angry tiger prowling a cage.

"So we're back to, does 'every effort' mean hiding away lest you be attacked? Perhaps every effort should mean wearing plain, concealing robes and shaving your head, while we're at it. Changing your face, lest you attract attention?"

He pauses, and fixes Devero with a flat look. "Should I have never returned to my world, just in case Ukoku showed up? Or is it his fault for being a horrible, possessive, stalker piece of shit who wouldn't take no for an answer?"