It's not happiness; not even close, but it's the absence of despair, as near to acceptance as he's ever come. The raw edge softens. Tomorrow there may be clouds or a storm, but in the dying of the light Sanzo feels something return to him.
He wishes it would stay, but it leaves with the sunrise.
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