Devin frowned slightly at that. If that was the case, she must have been able to feel what it was like for him to drink blood, and that knowledge did not comfort him in the slightest. He wasn't sure why; Devin hadn't made a secret of disliking what he was here. It was, however, a violation of his privacy, even if Valdis had decent control over the ability.

"That can be overwhelming, I imagine," he said stiffly. "Is that a normal Hellhound ability, along with being able to sense my notably absent soul?"