[Devin would be grateful to know how much the Fool is able to read between the lines and not turn this into a subtle signal. He's going to be direct when he can finally come to articulating an answer for the prophet.]
I would hardly call it kindness. [Though truthfully Devin isn't sure what he'd call it. It's not an offer he's making to anyone else - just the one Devin knows has more than enough nightmares of his own. This is a very small thing compared to the carving the Fool gave him.] But you're welcome. I should let you get back to your breakfast.
[ Their conversation is reaching its natural ending; it would be easy to offer his farewells and let the call end there. The Fool hesitates. Then, rather gently, ] Devin--
[ a short pause; he seems to be fumbling over a response, which is rather unlike him. Then, ] I am here, too. [ a beat, ] should you wish to speak with someone else about your visions again.
[...there is an attempt to make slightly uncomfortable shifting look natural, and Devin almost pulls it off. He appreciates, on the level that isn't always screaming about 'no attachments', what the Fool is saying. It is inexperience rather than distaste that informs his reaction. Had he called because he wanted someone to talk to just as much as he wanted to check on the Fool?]
I'll keep that in mind, [Devin promises with a small nod and what might be the beginnings of an even smaller smile.] Thank you.
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