Devin was well aware that there was more he could have done to mitigate the situation, or at least that the tactic he had gone with was perhaps not the best one.

"I wasn't trying to do anything in particular," he answered honestly. The inan was nosing around the collar of his shirt, and he petted her entire face to dissuade her from getting too interested. Putting her down would only work if he knew he could keep her from running away. "We were having a conversation, and no, I didn't feel the need to immediately elaborate on my secrets because I didn't imagine he would try to murder me in the lounge. The fact that he would have had an extremely difficult time of succeeding is beside the point. He tried to kill me because of what I am, not who, Leo. I don't blame him for that, but both you and Klaus seem to fail to understand what that means."