His mom did pop into his head. He wouldn't dare harbor any negative feelings to his birth mother like he did his birth father. As far as he knew, it wasn't her choice. Ironically enough, she was the most normal out of the four of his guardians. She couldn't go off and use magic or track him down though. As far as Dimitri knew, it was Nereus's orders that Herschel and Jillian looked over him. His dad would never tell him much about that before he left though, and his mom even less. He thought about his mom, so diverse and bright. What if she was in Boston? He hoped he'd find her before he left, and if not, that he'd see her when he got back home. Alannah and his mother were different people. But if there was thing that rang similar between them, it was that they could make Dimitri smile in a moment. Dimitri had forgotten to miss his family while he was here with Alannah.<br/><br/>He got that grin he always got on his face as she began going in circles around him. He snickered as he tried to follow her with his eyes. It was the kiss that had him smiling more than he'd realized he could. He wished he could wake up to that every single morning. As a matter of fact, that would have helped a lot back when he'd had to wake up with the sun. A kiss like that would have woken him right up. She brought up his father, and he normally would have gotten gloomy to give her this warning. But still, he had the grin on his face even as he spoke. "Gods don't like when people say things 'bout 'em. Thankfully you didn't say the name. Lord knows if they're listenin' or not." Dimitri said, what should have came out as a very serious statement. But that grin didn't leave his face, not for a second. He almost wondered just how much Alannah's kisses could cure.<br/><br/>"Country boy?" He skeptically repeated, with amusement still laced in his voice. "Impressive." He teased, when she bent the water. A hand of his raised and water slowly began forming in a moving spiral around his arm. "I've had this for some time now. I haven't really had to swim, just, will the waves of water to push me forward." Dimitri said, letting out a laugh at her eyebrows waggling. "Alright. If ya really want to see this, who am I to deny you?" He said, his voice becoming soft as one finger pressed her nose lightly. With that, he began to swim away from Boston, his clothes now becoming wet as he allowed himself to depart from his water powers. He certainly wasn't a Michael Phelps when it came to swimming, but he did better than most people would.