"I'm sorry you had to witness death at all, never-mind on an even more massive level. I hope maybe one day you'll learn that the ocean didn't mean to do what it did. It was a mistake, and mistakes can't be helped. I won't press you on the subject though, because it sounds sensitive and I don't want to be rude to someone whose been kind to me. But I do promise that if you were to tell me, I wouldn't think you were crazy. I've seen things that've made me shaky about how sane I am. But, it's probably best to not get into that." Dimitri said, as they walked through the woods. It was a nice walk to him, nature was all around and it was smoothly paced.<br/><br/>As they reached the cafe, she held the door open for him. He smiled at the gesture, but he put his hand on the door instead of entering anyway. "It's nothing personal Melody, but I've spent the last nineteen years holding the door for any female, generally my dear mother, that would visit my home. At this point it's just part of my job description for life. You enter first, please Melody. I owe you for the kindness." Dimitri said, he was adamant on it, though it wasn't because of gender roles, it was because he felt he owed her, and because he'd been holding doors for so long.