Before he does anything else, Devin gently pulls the Fool into his arms. It's a tangible emphasis on the choice he's made as much as an expression of gratitude. Wanting to know more about Sam is definitely not what he was expecting out of this conversation.
Devin takes a few breaths before he speaks, his embrace loose enough that his lover can move if he wants to. "He's... stubbornly patient," Devin begins softly, carefully. How much should he say? This can't be easy for the Fool. "And probably the only one of the hunter group who treats me like a person first and a vampire second." Including Devin himself, which Sam had been amiably arguing with him about for the better part of five months.
More wryly, Devin adds: "He takes no bullshit and he's hard to piss off."
“I like him already,” the Fool replies, smiling a little more warmly, but he knows the words are not entirely truthful even as he speaks them aloud. He’s jealous; there’s no escaping it, and undoubtedly if he and Sam were ever forced to cross paths with each other, he would need time to prepare himself for it. Still, being gathered into Devin’s arms like this does plenty to assuage his fears, and with closed eyes he leans into the embrace and allows silence to settle around them.
For a moment or two more he says nothing. Then, his fingers curling slightly into the fabric near the small of Devin’s back, he says softly, “I would not leave you, either, were Fitz to come back.”
That's probably enough detail about Sam; Devin doesn't want to prolong the discomfort even if he deeply appreciates that the Fool is trying. At that last comment, Devin tightens his embrace around his lover for lack of anything better to say. He would be lying if he claimed the possibility of Fitz's return had never bothered him. Fitz and the Fool have a bond deeper than any Devin has experienced, something he can't even hold a candle to. He wouldn't blame his lover for choosing Fitz, though it would hurt immensely.
But the Fool did say Devin looks at him and wants him like no one else has. Maybe he shouldn't be trying to compare himself to Fitz in the first place. That will take some work.
He tips his head down and presses a kiss into the Fool's hair. "I just wanted you to know ahead of time, in case it happens again," Devin says at length. "Hopefully it'll be over soon."
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Devin takes a few breaths before he speaks, his embrace loose enough that his lover can move if he wants to. "He's... stubbornly patient," Devin begins softly, carefully. How much should he say? This can't be easy for the Fool. "And probably the only one of the hunter group who treats me like a person first and a vampire second." Including Devin himself, which Sam had been amiably arguing with him about for the better part of five months.
More wryly, Devin adds: "He takes no bullshit and he's hard to piss off."
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“I like him already,” the Fool replies, smiling a little more warmly, but he knows the words are not entirely truthful even as he speaks them aloud. He’s jealous; there’s no escaping it, and undoubtedly if he and Sam were ever forced to cross paths with each other, he would need time to prepare himself for it. Still, being gathered into Devin’s arms like this does plenty to assuage his fears, and with closed eyes he leans into the embrace and allows silence to settle around them.
For a moment or two more he says nothing. Then, his fingers curling slightly into the fabric near the small of Devin’s back, he says softly, “I would not leave you, either, were Fitz to come back.”
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But the Fool did say Devin looks at him and wants him like no one else has. Maybe he shouldn't be trying to compare himself to Fitz in the first place. That will take some work.
He tips his head down and presses a kiss into the Fool's hair. "I just wanted you to know ahead of time, in case it happens again," Devin says at length. "Hopefully it'll be over soon."