Dimitria softly nodded. "Or arrest me and hang me for treason," she countered quietly. "I'll figure something out." She softly tilted her head to the side and lay her head on his shoulder, resting for a few brief moments. "I'm sorry to have burdened you with my problems, comrade. It's been a long day with little good news, eh? I'm glad to have met you though." She softly stared down at her drawing, quietly closing the sketchbook to stare at the dark cover in an almost hopeless silence. Well, at least she had made a friend in this strange country. That was a start, she guessed. The teen girl tilted her head to look at Sako. "Now what?"