Dimitri held very still while waiting for Alannah. A feeling resonated from him that was pretty grim, the kind of feeling assured him this wasn't Asya messing around with them. It was one thing to see a willing person have harm done unto them, but Asya was still a child who didn't ask for anything. It felt like an eternity passed every moment that Alannah hadn't returned with Asya, and Dimitri was beginning to find it difficult to bother with a prayer.<br/><br/>Finally the few moments passed and Alannah returned to him, with the dreadful news. A tremor of worry washed over Dimitri, while he began to process what their options were, he took care to glance back to Alannah to give a small nod. "I don't think so. I don't really know, I don't think she even knows what she's capable of." Dimitri sighed. He looked back to the interior of the diner. It was disgustingly cliche. Perfect for him and Alannah, if only things were different.<br/><br/>"She's a kid." Dimitri said. "She could have wandered right outta here without us noticin'. Just to go see some big city. Somehow, with how things always happen, I don't think that's the case." There was a lot that Dimitri yearned to say. There was hurt he wanted to feel for losing Asya, but it wouldn't help them now. "F-P-C-G. Anythin' here in Boston have that abbreviation?"