Really, she was going to play it this was? Fine. Her immaturity was not his problem.

"Your incarceration has made it clear that the wards on your home being fully impermeable may not be to our advantage," Devin answered, folding his arms across his chest. "It could have been useful for me to retrieve your sword, for example. I can undo them with time, but I'd like to propose an alternative solution in case time is not on our side in the future. A backdoor."