[That has Dimitri actually pause, staring at her for a long and sort of detached moment. He has a lot of questions, actually, so many that he almost doesn't know how to start with them.]
[In the backgorund, his Nidoran cheerfully gets flung across a small area and then charges back.]
....When... or, perhaps how, do we... move on?
[It's a slow, tentative sort of question, with Dimitri curling his free hand sort of near his stomach like he doesn't otherwise know what to do with it.]
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[That has Dimitri actually pause, staring at her for a long and sort of detached moment. He has a lot of questions, actually, so many that he almost doesn't know how to start with them.]
[In the backgorund, his Nidoran cheerfully gets flung across a small area and then charges back.]
....When... or, perhaps how, do we... move on?
[It's a slow, tentative sort of question, with Dimitri curling his free hand sort of near his stomach like he doesn't otherwise know what to do with it.]