A punishment indeed. Devin doesn't need to say the word aloud for the Fool to hear it in the timbre of his voice. He listens quietly as Devin continues: "I wouldn't have needed that rule if I were as solitary a creature as I pretend to be."

"I know what it means to wear a mask so often it becomes your own skin." After a moment, he lifts his cheek from Devin's shoulder and turns just enough so that he can frame his partner's face with both of his hands. Gently, he brushes some hair back from Devin's eyes. "I am humbled that you set that mask aside for me."