Regis frowns when the only word he catches is 'normal.' Thankfully, that plus the questioning tone does make it easy to guess at what has just been said.

"No, thank the Astrals. It is nowhere near normal." Regis, or course, has no idea how much, if any, of his words will make it through to Devon, so he telegraphs his movements when he steps closer, then lays his fingers on the man's sleeve, and if allowed, will simply trace the letters "N" and "O" on it.