"Four Quartets," Devin answers simply, standing briefly to rinse out the cloth before resuming cleaning off Aly's fingers. He'll see if he can find a nail kit, if she'll let him go so far as to use it to scrape away the last remnants of blood. Later, when he's a little surer of her mental state. If he can be sure; they may react similarly to some things, but they are different enough that Devin has to be careful not to lend her his worst habits.

"I find repetition helps," he says without context at first, wondering how best to explain. After a few seconds, Devin continues: "It's like listening to the same song before you go to sleep every night; eventually, the brain associates the song with sleep, and it helps you drift off. I use the poem for something similar. For those times when I have no other solid ground."