He wouldn't pester her on the subject. Some people really did like places for just the atmosphere. Or maybe something happened there she didn't like to talk about. It wouldn't be the first time Dimitri spoke to someone in a place they were connected to. "I'd say 'mad' is a fair enough assessment. Still, I don't know if I've ever felt a better feelin' than seeing the same set of horses every morning. Closest things I had to siblings. 'Course, they had it easy. They weren't out working in the field." Dimitri joked. Maybe a poor form of comedy, but he wasn't that great with normal-people-comedy. He wasn't really even gifted in not-normal-people-comedy, but he tried either way. "You<span style="font-style: italic">do</span>have a beautiful head of hair." Dimitri admitted.<br/><br/>"It'd be a real shame if you cut it. Though I wouldn't say it's the most attractive quality about you." Dimitri said. Quickly rebutting his own statement. "I swear, I meant your eyes." He said, remembering how out of context it could be taken. He grew up in a place where a comment was never taken that way. Not that he considered Alannah to be that way, but it was more important that she didn't see him in that way. They were locking arms, which was something he actually felt very fondly of. It meant a sense of trust despite the fact they'd known each other so shortly. At least, that's how he took it. He was becoming more and more aware he thought everything meant something.<br/><br/>"You alright?" He asked, as he noticed her strict attention on the water. "You seem a little... troubled? Distracted?"