Dimitri hastily put the brakes to his feet, nearly slamming right into Desmond. He was hoping things would get more simple from here on out; pushing his comfort zone was never a good thing when his limits were based on moral restrictions. Before Dimitri could reply, the other demigod was off, once again. Though, Dimitri could tell he wasn't really trying to get away. It almost made Dimitri apprehensive, as though he was being led into a trap.<br/><br/>Dimitri sighed, it wasn't like he had a choice, he was obligated to do his father's bidding. Above that, Dimitri had a soft spot for the demigod, he'd once been in the shoes of not knowing what he was. Dimitri had someone to teach him what he was, and without that, Dimitri wasn't sure he'd have made it in the world.<br/><br/>The son of Nereus followed without hesitation. There wasn't much more he could do to signify the gravity of the situation without shouting "You're father is a god!" Dimitri wasn't prepared for the reaction of that. He approaced Desmond, who was now casually leaning against a wall. Dimitri glanced both ways of the alley, and saw no one else.<span style="color: #0080BF">"Christ."</span>He mumbled under his breath.<span style="color: #0080BF">"I need'ya to watch me."</span>Dimitri asserted. The sooner he proved what he was, the better. If someone else saw it could spell hazards.<br/><br/>Dimitri reached into his pocket and pulled out a tiny capsule from a package, they almost looked like mints. He threw one into the ground and a few ounces of water somehow splashed out of the tiny mint. Dimitri willed the water to lift from its position and float around him.<span style="color: #0080BF">"Don't freak out. This is important."</span>Dimitri repeated.