He first meets you when you’re children. Marriage was a big word for you both, and carried far more responsibilities than either of you knew. An arranged marriage’s normal for people like you. Then you grew up, grew apart.

Dimitri’s still the same polite boy you remember from your youth, but there’s something… different about him.

“It has been a longtime,” he says, smiling as he hold his elbow out for you to hold. “Thank you for attending.”