Dimitri could tell he wasn't welcome in the coffee shop. It had been so long since he stepped in, but it wasn't like the place had changed much. The same old tables and equipment were in place, but if it isn't broken, don't fix it, Dimitri figured. The place was tiny, but Dimitri was once fond of the cozy atmosphere.<br/><br/><span style="color: #0040BF">"It's all complicated."</span>Dimitri replied. He wasn't sure where to begin. He wasn't eager to admit that he fought to not have to visit her. There was no running though, he had to own up to being in the little shop.<br/><br/><span style="color: #0040BF">"There was a girl, who was-"</span>Dimitri paused, he realized he couldn't very well say she was being attacked by some magical bear. It had been a long time since he interacted with people on a personal level when they weren't all supernatural. But with Daniel around, he had to compensate for the story. Unfortunately for the demigod, he wasn't the best at lying.<br/><br/><span style="color: #0040BF">"She was lost, and needed help gettin' home. So, I did the right thang. No one bothered tellin' me that we were headin' here."</span>Dimitri explained, as absolutely vaguely as he could as to not tip off anything about his demigod life.<span style="color: #0040BF">"Then I ran into dear old dad."</span>Dimitri said, a sharp resentment in abundance made itself clear in his voice.<span style="color: #0040BF">"And he wanted to see me strugglin', so, here I am."</span>Dimitri finished his story, mildly regretting the mention of Nereus's motives.