The Fool doesn't object to Devin's attempt to gently steer the conversation back towards the topic of the turtles--but he does delay it, just long enough to lean up and kiss his lover fondly on the mouth. I mean, really, if you compare him to a rose, what other reaction do you expect? He is at least mindful enough of their schedule to not get too wrapped up in the embrace, and so draws back after a moment with a look on his face rather like the cat who got the cream.

"Then I should not be late to this ceremony held in his honour, at least in part," he replies, then takes hold of Devin's hand and takes a few steps back towards the front door.