[ The very same surprise flits across Dimitri's face as the other man introduces himself: Dion. While he does commit it to memory Dimitri's eyes flick to Dion's spear, then back to him. Suddenly he can feel the weight of his own spear strapped at his back. What are the chances? Two fair haired princes with holy connotations and happen to wield spears? Surely... surely this can't be so common a thing. Is it some sort of sign? Something familiar in a world, in a situation so strange?
Dimitri can't help but feel a genuine smile form on his face. ]
Dion. [ a firm nod ] Then, I must insist you call me Dimitri.
[ For some reason this similarity, this connection, it makes him think of a lighthouse, despite never having been at sea. ]
If you have need of anything I hope you can rely on me.
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Dimitri can't help but feel a genuine smile form on his face. ]
Dion. [ a firm nod ] Then, I must insist you call me Dimitri.
[ For some reason this similarity, this connection, it makes him think of a lighthouse, despite never having been at sea. ]
If you have need of anything I hope you can rely on me.