Sleep doesn’t come easily tonight. Whether it’s the stillness of the monastery or the restlessness in your own thoughts, lying in bed felt more exhausting than calming. So, you slip out quietly, heading to the training grounds.

Dimitri is already there, his movements sharp and focused as he drills alone with unwavering intensity. From the look of it, he’s been at it for a while. Sweat clings to his brow, yet he shows no sign of stopping or slowing down.

It takes him a moment to even notice you, but when he does, he straightens, startled but composed, and offers a faint, apologetic smile

"Ah, my apologies. I wasn't aware I had company."