At first, she knew this guy that she was pretty fond of. Then she turned out to be twenty-one. He couldn't help but feel maybe just a little uneasy at that. He was younger than her, which wasn't really a bad thing to him, but he couldn't read minds, what if it wasn't the same for her? Not that he'd lie about it, but it was troubling for the time being. "So, you and 'Dan', you're friends?" Dimitri asked, attempting to be nonchalant about it. "Annnnnnd," Dimitri drew the 'n' out as long as he could. Once he spoke, there was really no turning back. "I'm really just a kid still. Not a year older than nineteen." He'd have shrugged, but that would have sent the message that he was insecure on that subject, which he very much wasn't. Okay, maybe just a little, when it came to Alannah. Nothing that could upset her was good in his book. Even if it was his age.<br/><br/>"I'm sure I'll figure something out. I'm half divine, so if I can't survive a night in a city, I don't think I'm fit for the title." Dimitri insisted. What was the worst that could happen? He always had his truck to sleep in if need be, or the ocean. Other than sleeping, he could go exploring or something. It'd work out, he was certain. "Yes I am." Dimitri answered about being on a mission without giving it much thought. "Except for seducing women." He added. "That isn't exactly my strong suit." He said, though to be fair, his forte may not have been in that area, but he was exceptionally happy with the way things were going with Alannah. Of course, he knew why he was sent out to do this. It wasn't up to his dad, but rather his father so to speak. Would it kill a god to write a letter or something every now and then?<br/><br/>"That's alright." Dimitri said, referring to her lack of travel. "It hasn't always been like this for me either. I had to practically be pried outta my home town. And that place was just a tiny piece of the size of Boston." Dimitri said. "Home is a fantastic word, I think. It means where everything you've ever learned is. Just thinking about what home is brings me back. All the old memories, everything my dad taught me about crops and horses. Dirty fingernails and sweat." He couldn't help but smile, it wasn't even bittersweet for the moment. He could go back whenever he felt like he needed to. "What about you? What was it like living with your own parents, Alannah?"