"Alright, ordered. It says 20 minutes." Devika cheerfully headed upstairs. She made sure the table was clear and clean. Roxy was definitely right, she was kind of an 'eat at the table' person. She settled there and gazed at Roxy over her glasses.

"I can tell you're feeling much better now, even without my power. I'm glad for that." She smiled a bit. "If that guy comes back, maybe I can deal with him next time. Tell him you're not home or something." Though that begged the question of where Roxy would be. Even after such a short amount of time, Devika could tell Roxy was a homebody type. Not one to go roaming the city on adventures. It suited Devika just fine, especially since she'd never be the adventuring type. Sadly, out of necessity rather than desire. 

"Maybe tomorrow I'll be ready for people." She was pushing herself and she knew it. Maybe she'd be ready for one person or two, but that would likely exhaust her limits. Still, her senses worked rather like any other muscle. It needed to be pushed to get stronger, after her years in isolation.