"Trust me Alannah, I used to wake up with the sun every single morning." Dimitri said, but he didn't say it as though those were tough days. He was very fond of his previous routine of events. It's what gave him tolerance, discipline, even a good sense of endurance. Not that he found himself applying any of those to productive use lately, he'd prioritized his lineage, mainly because he could find no other purpose to follow. He laughed as she thanked him in a pretty silly way, Dimitri liked yet another thing about her, she could make him laugh. He'd never expected a stranger to be comfortable enough to just simply show that side to him, but surely enough it was happening.<br/><br/>Dimitri found himself very pleased by the breeze, even fond of the smell of salty water in the air. He had to admit, the trip wasn't the most exciting thing ever, but he was with Alannah at least, he wouldn't be sitting there bored or anything. He thought about questions he might ask her later on, he wasn't so sure he wanted to give her a set of twenty questions at the moment though, she was busy navigating. He thought about asking her to undo her ponytail to see the rest of her hair, or maybe asking about what she does in her spare time. He avoided asking about her job, as he was sure it wasn't the most glamour filled topic.<br/><br/>"You're the boss." Dimitri said, confirming that he'd follow. "Wherever you go, I'll be right besideya." He said, still following her. "At least, until you dismiss me anyway." He'd felt the need to state that, so that she didn't think he was going to, well, follow her, beyond reason. Grover's Cliff seemed to be their destination. Even now, he couldn't help but crack a little smile at her accent, it was a wicked and wild one, so to speak. "So, this place," He began, it seemed as though they weren't going to be walking about a sandy shore like he might have imagined, thought that was just fine, if he had to go later he'd be able to find something like that by following the coast. "Does it look directly out to the sea? Any reason you're so fond of it?" He asked, genuinely curious. Whenever someone was fond of something, there was a reason, even if it was as simple as that it looked nice.