Devin listens with mild interest to Kit's explanation - many of the Dreamfolk come from worlds where different planes have significance. For now, he's also going to pretend what happened at the beach… didn't happen, until there's a better time to bring it up.

"No Veil, but the Dreaming is responsible for most of the strange incidents around here, small and large. It's less a barrier and more it's own separate entity, but I suppose it's possible there's something locally attractive to them."

Luthien takes this moment to drape herself across Devin's shoulders, her fluffy tail twitching gently from time to time. He's still getting used to how affectionate she is. "That, or the one that's claimed me decided to summon distractions from her schooling. Do dwarves not have much use for religion, where you come from?" He sounds almost approving of this possibility.