The Fool only smiles, like Devin's abrasive commentary is water rolling off so many feathers. He quickens his stride enough to pull in front of Devin and hold up a slender hand to stop him. "Well, accept that you can't avoid me, at least for the moment," he declares without losing his smile. Then he reaches into one of the pockets of his scarlet cloak and withdraws an artfully rendered knot--the one intended for friendship.

He extends it out to Devin, letting it rest flat against his own palms. "For you." The look he gives Devin when meeting his eyes, despite the whimsical quirk at the corners of his lips, is quite serious. One might get the impression that such gestures from the Fool are not made lightly.