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Devon's eyes are just as expressive as before, perhaps even more. They light up when he's happy, not only figuratively, as the blue of his eyes emits a soft glow resembling two small headlamps in the dark. They signal danger, like a traffic light, when they turn red and sadness seems to flow out of them at yellow. Fortunately, Devon seems to be limited to his default white and blue when Noah's around and the fugitive does not seem to mind.
But Devon is composed of much more than his eyes alone.
His hands are no longer hands, instead wispy tendrils of smoke that curve into claws at the end. So unlike the stubby human fingers he used to possess.
His touch is solid but sweet, far gentler than a creature such as he would be thought capable of. Devon is no longer shy about it, curling around Noah every chance he gets. Sticking close like a second shadow. Ready to destroy anything that threatens them.
Devon's voice is airy as if his words could be swept away by the wind anytime, unheard. But Noah hears and he listens. Devon's speech is simple and childlike but so different from how Jane and Redfield used to speak. Because every day he remembers more about the person he used to be and his personality shines through.
His friend is still kind. Perhaps to a fault. The same kindness that led him to this fate, but Devon seems to take everything in stride. And very protective too, defending Noah against his own monsters and those that can be found deep in the forest. The latter is easier, as those can be tossed around and ripped apart. Sometimes he's witty, thinks himself to be the funniest ghost creature in the woods. And perhaps he is. There's nobody around to challenge Devon for that title.
However, if it were for Noah, it wouldn't be like that for long. The box in his hands seems to be weighed down by not only the rune dagger but also by the promise and the expectations that follow.
Devon will never trade places with anyone, intent on haunting the forest for the rest of his existence. So they have to find another way. And Noah won't stop searching until Devon's eyes return to their previous dark brown, his body becomes tangible once again and Noah can tell Devon he loves him and Devon can say it back.