Jillian felt herself embraced in a hug before she knew it, though in the moment, she'd felt proud. It was almost like Dimitri wasn't under some spell in that moment, and he'd brought a girl home that they'd approved of and liked. Though, the smile on her face quickly faded when reality set in.<span style="color: #008040">"Y'know. I never thought a boy could be as sweet as he was, when he was growin' up."</span>She said, her eyes unfocused, as she scanned through her head for memories of the last two decades.<span style="color: #008040">"I remember growing up, I hated curfews and rules, and I was always fighting with my parents. Years and years later, we were just handed a little baby boy."</span>Jill could feel tears dwelling in her eyes as it got harder to speak.<span style="color: #008040">"Ever since then, he's been my baby boy, he hadn't ever once acted out, no matter-"</span>Jillian was interrupted, as the sound of the door opening was heard, and their embrace quickly stopped.<br/><br/>Dimitri's first sight upon walking in was the two of them stepping away from one another, Alannah's face was riddled with guilt and his mom's was riddled with sadness, and Dimitri knew, despite his lack of empathetic understanding, it was abundantly clear that he was the cause. His emotional guile was lacking in every way possible, and he knew that. He wanted so badly to break down and cling to them, and tell them the whole sick and twisted story. His whole life felt like a game some days, now it felt like a game more than ever, played by those higher up. Dimitri's eyes moved again, unable to look at either of the women. It wasn't until Alannah referred to him as "sweetie" that his head looked back up at her. A feint smile that he couldn't help crept onto his lips for a moment, before he looked away once more, and the smile left.<br/><br/><span style="color: #008080">"Yeah, the crops are fine."</span>Dimitri said, he considering saying more to make it sound believable, that he'd only gone out to look at crops, but saying the crops were fine wasn't lying. Saying anything else would have been, and he wasn't much of a good liar. A few moments of silence passed, and nothing was said for those moments. Between his feelings of confusion for what he found and guilt for the strain he was putting on everyone, he found himself missing Alannah and his family, despite that they were right in front of him.<span style="color: #008080">"Are you okay?"</span>He finally managed to ask to his mom, though his voice lacked the deep concern that always rang in it when he'd ask one of his parents, or Alannah, if they were okay.<br/><br/><span style="color: #008040">"Oh, yeah."</span>She lied, nearly instinctively. The last thing she wanted was to make Dimitri feel worse, though she didn't do well in completing that task.<span style="color: #008040">"It's just tear jerking, y'know. Seeing my baby boy come back with a pretty girl. And not one that's here to show you how to tame a horse, neither."</span>Jillian said, her attempts at a joke not quite kicking in though. It normally would have embarrassed Dimitri to a fault, but still left him smiling. This time though, it only left him nodding for a moment.<br/><br/><span style="color: #008080">"I was thinkin', I want to go look through storage. There's memories in there I want to show Alannah."</span>Dimitri announced, speaking as little as possible, as to avoid directly lying. There were memories in there he wanted Alannah to see, and he did need to look through it, though his motives were slightly different. His hand reached out, very slowly, and his eyebrows displayed almost a look of sadness as he offered Alannah his hand to hold. What they'd done just yesterday had felt like an eternity since, and in that moment, he just wanted to hold her hand.<span style="color: #008080">"Are <span style="font-style: italic">you</span> okay?"</span>He asked Alannah.