Devin heard the shouts from a few streets away and ran towards the source of the commotion - which turned out to be decaying creatures the likes of which he'd never seen surrounding Trahearne of all people. They weren't quite solid to his sight, which hopefully meant they couldn't cause physical harm. The vampire had thus far been spared the monsters of his past springing out of his dreams, but he knew it was only a matter of time. The Dreaming hadn't been kind.

The fact that it was Trahearne didn't register to him as a problem. They had had their issues, but Devin was not so cruel as to leave someone trapped by their own nightmares. Unfortunately, he also had no idea how to stop them, or how to pull Trahearne out of this.

...except possibly give him a real target to focus on. Devin wasn't about to try an emotional appeal.

"Ah, I see why you dislike me so much," he remarked, loud enough to be heard over the apparitions as he edged casually closer. "But really, Trahearne, these things have no style." He held his arms out to the side and smiled coldly. "Wouldn't you rather tussle with someone more charming?"