Marching to Enbarr would be reckless. You know that well, and so does Dimitri. Your allies have already endured so much. It can’t all be in vain. Reclaiming the Kingdom Capital is the wiser choice, but Dimitri remains fixed on a singular goal, unwilling to see reason.

You approach him cautiously, wary of his unpredictability. His back is turned, his posture rigid. He doesn’t acknowledge you at first. You know speaking to him won’t be easy in his current state.

"You again."

He mutters, his voice low and distant as he finally glances your way.

"I assume you’ve come to lecture me. To try and sway me from my path. Is that it?"