Devika let out a tiny snort. "Dribble, huh? Well, the bit about princesses waiting for rescue is definite bullshit, but there IS a sword training yard at this school. So it's less dribble and more... possibility. I'd still prefer to rescue myself, though." She pushed back her curls as she thought. "I would love to see your project, actually. Psychology is sort of a side hobby of mine- I focus on emotional states and what causes them. I guess I've always been trying to understand how I do what I do. So... if you're looking into how fear develops, I would just love to see your research. Maybe I can help. I'm pretty good at making people afraid." She let out a dry laugh and drunk some of her iced coffee. "Even when I really don't want to." 

She remembered Griffin being deeply afraid of her and tried not to sigh.