"Ignoring him is a tactic I haven't tried," Kira admits. Usually he's the one being ignored, telling Ravi in no uncertain terms and very much to his face to skip the lectures.

The devil's got his empty hands, an ailment as common as paranoia in the village, and likely contributing to it. There's no other circumstances in which he'd turn in the water, wander back over to mark and pick up the other leg of his pants, scrubbing one shit-stained bit against the other while Mark works the top with the soap. "You hide it well," he comments, like he himself doesn't.

After the way he went after Credence, he doesn't think so anymore.