[the Fool can spot a deflection from a mile away--even via text message, it would appear. Devin's little jab has him laughing quietly to himself, rather than taking offence; by some small margin, his mood has improved through this exchange, and that is no small thing to be grateful for.
there is no additional response for a time. the Fool sits with his yimo open, contemplating saying something, because it feels right to do so, but possibly he's too weary after his conversation with Fitz to form a witty enough retort.]
Well I shall leave your inbox in peace for the rest of the evening, I think. It is late.
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[the Fool can spot a deflection from a mile away--even via text message, it would appear. Devin's little jab has him laughing quietly to himself, rather than taking offence; by some small margin, his mood has improved through this exchange, and that is no small thing to be grateful for.
there is no additional response for a time. the Fool sits with his yimo open, contemplating saying something, because it feels right to do so, but possibly he's too weary after his conversation with Fitz to form a witty enough retort.]
Well I shall leave your inbox in peace for the rest of the evening, I think. It is late.