By the time X speaks again, Devin is marginally more calm. Exhaustion weighs on his shoulders, no longer shuddering but trembling. Later, he will grapple with what has happened in these private moments with X when he has the bandwidth to consider it. For now, he does not have the space to care much.

He shakes his head. "Not that I know of," Devin mutters, and wipes away moisture at his lashline with the back of a hand. Other than him, and the few scrapes that Kit or Klaus may have gotten when they sealed her, he hasn't heard of anyone actually being injured. He takes a deep, unsteady breath and lets it out slowly. "Just-- spent time with people."

Studying them, or for fun, or because she was bored. Devin had never been certain of Bobby's motivations. She and Valdis had gotten into a scrap, but Bobby was clearly the worse for wear on that one. The entire day she spent with the Fool, however-- that still sends chills down his spine.