It did strike Devin as rather odd that Valdis remained seated on the floor, rather than perhaps taking a chair. She wasn't being as confrontational as she could have been, nor even as she had in the past. The apology she offered without condition, and Devin studied her silently, as if expecting more.

When nothing else was said, he dropped his gaze to the pets, who were having a much better time than their owners. The corner of his mouth twitched up. "So, is that what you called me? Fitting." He swirled the liquor around in his glass, watching Luthien try to engage Anani in play with her, rather than the toys. Devin fell quiet again, and it wasn't long before his shoulders sagged. "I don't imagine either of us were thinking particularly clearly at the time," he allowed. "We aren't often the best around each other in those situations, I've noticed."