Not too much of a show. ...Just a bit of one. And perhaps the Fool is exaggerating Fitz's potential for losing his temper, though in his experience, Chivalry's only son has not responded well to threats of violence against the Fool's person.

At Devin's quiet words, the Fool looks back at him again with a bit of surprise registering in his expression--though whether at himself or at Devin, it's not immediately clear. He forces a short laugh to smooth over any awkwardness created in the moment and folds his hands neatly in his lap. "Well," he starts, smoothing out a few wrinkles in the fabric, "I suppose if this is the first adventure I'm meant to embark on here in Aifaran, I'll be glad for genial company."

He smiles at Devin again, equal parts sincerity and whimsy, then rises lightly to his feet. "With that, I should take my leave of you this evening, I think. Shall I--" oh, what was that word, "--...message you on this--" he holds up his yimo, "--when I've spoken to Fitz?"