Devin's gaze narrows for a moment. He's still fairly certain this isn't real, but it's possible that the only way they get out of here is by taking action, and Aly-Keahi doesn't appear to be in any fit state to do that.

Time for a push.

He moves closer, until he's practically standing over her. "Stop worrying about what you don't know." His tone isn't harsh, but there's an edge to it that wasn't there before. "If there are people who may have answers, then you need to stop wallowing, get up, and go find them," Devin orders, not offering her a hand. She can do this herself. "Otherwise you're going to be sitting here alone, moping. Nothing will get done. Nothing will be made right. Any pain you're feeling will be wasted."