If Devin's exhale contains any annoyance in it, it would take a keen observer to notice. He's not the one people usually come to with these sorts of problems. They know better which of his advisors will be helpful (and which will only yank their chains). Or if they don't, they learn very quickly.

He raises his eyes briefly, a sharp glance, before turning back to the padd. "Do you want suggestions? Or do you want to spend the abundance of available resources you have now figuring it out yourself? Because if you want someone to soothe your fears and pat you on the back and tell you everything will be fine, I'm not going to do that. Find someone else to coddle you."