Her expression tightened briefly. Then, quietly, she said, "Yes, they were." At least to validate the terror he'd felt. As he stood, she did as well, and offered a hand to take if he wished. Even if he didn't, it troubled her little. Once Devyn was certain he could stand on his own, she stepped away and gave him his space.

"I'll stand outside," she told him. He did not need her looming inside or even close by. She turned and left the bathroom, giving him the time he needed to clean up.