[It's a tease, and Devin can't decide if this is a wise sort of banter to engage in. Usually, he threw barbs intended to be genuinely unpleasant. This is... not that.]
[The banter gives the Fool pause, too, though his smile lingers at the corners of his lips as he considers the screen. For a moment he contemplates another response, then decides against it. He sets the device aside for the night, though truthfully, he remains preoccupied by the conversation until he falls asleep.]
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[It's a tease, and Devin can't decide if this is a wise sort of banter to engage in. Usually, he threw barbs intended to be genuinely unpleasant. This is... not that.]
Good night, Fool.
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[The banter gives the Fool pause, too, though his smile lingers at the corners of his lips as he considers the screen. For a moment he contemplates another response, then decides against it. He sets the device aside for the night, though truthfully, he remains preoccupied by the conversation until he falls asleep.]