[He-- appreciates the reassurance, on some level. It doesn't sound like she's trying to brush off his concern, just assuage the worst of it. Devin is certain Aly is not okay, but not being in immediate physical danger is something. If she were bleeding severely, hopefully she or someone else would have gotten her to a hospital already.]

All the same, I've got nothing else on my schedule for the evening. [It is possible to imagine a tiny, strained smile on his face with those words.]

[He ends the call, hurriedly changes into better clothing and grabs a few things that might be of some comfort to Aly, plus things to get her cleaned up. Altogether it's not very long before Devin and the Fool arrive at the Dreaming Bridge, making a beeline for the stairs and coming out onto the roof. It's only there that he really chooses to slow his pace much, not wanting to startle Aly unduly.]

[He wavers over a thought, an impulse that feels at once completely fitting and utterly alien. Then Devin lowers the bag he's carrying and holds out one arm in mute offer - he's really not a hugger, but if there's any time for it, it's now.]