It is a touch odd, owing to the fact that Devin has so little context for the way the Fool's world works. The elaboration helps, and the Fool's stark reaction fills in some of the rest. Prophet and Catalyst in proximity means change, like atoms colliding in a cascading reaction.

"While Dreamfolk magic sometimes takes root here, Fool, more often it simply resides in those who carry it," Devin begins. "Your concerns are not baseless, I'll give you that. But many of us here have a recipe that could spell Aifaran and Konryu's doom." Even him, although not without some effort. "That is an inherent danger of our existence here. The Dreaming is a fickle thing, too. And yet..."

He gestures to the building around them. "It still stands. As saccharine as I find it sometimes, this world is where impossible can happen. For example," Devin says, pointing to Luthien, and that is statement enough: something as small as an inan is a drastic departure from his course of life. "Admittedly, I don't trust in the safety this place presents, but I don't trust safety anywhere. People have found peace here, in the past. I'll leave the decision up to you, but bear that in mind while you deliberate."