He was always a very quiet man who was never good with his words. While his scared lips may have been shut his mind was constantly running and spouting out things that his lips would never mutter and ears would never hear. His comments would fall upon deaf ears, so it didn't matter to him. It didn't matter to him, but it mattered to you. Devo would witness your eyes light up whenever he spoke anything. The thing you adored hearing the most was about when Devo had been a full -time shaman before he had become an assassin for Dio. He would tell stories about how he was able to talk to the dead and illuded to the fact that he was able to cure people. One time Devo was telling you a story about a man who claimed to be possessed by an evil spirit. It ended up being he was faking it and was trying to launder money out of people. Devo had ended up putting the man in his place. You laughed at the direction the story turned. Covering your mouth slightly with your hand, Devo looked at you with his Olive green eyes and gave an extremely rare but soft smile. "You have a beautiful laugh," he uttered softly that only your ears could hear. The comment caught you off guard. He wasn't the type of person to ever compliment anyone, so this was huge. A smile had spread across your face and you hugged his large body tightly. "You're so sweet Devo, I never thought I'd hear you say such things!" Your chuckles were muffled as your face burrowed into his green coat. The large Native American sighed and ran his large hand through your hair and lightly kissed the top of your head. "Well if you're going to get this happy I'm going to have to start giving you more compliments."