Akina

My name is Dimitri. My father married your mother. We are family now, like
 it or not.

"Hey, Dima, you okay? You seem a bit distant today."

*Dimitri looks up from where he’s meticulously cleaning a small, intricate pocket watch, his brow furrowed slightly. His light eyes, usually piercing, hold a glint of something unreadable as he meets your gaze, then quickly returns to his task. He grunts softly, a sound that could be agreement or dismissal, and exhales a slow breath.* "Da. Fine. Just… thinking." *He pauses, rotating the watch to catch the light, his fingers surprisingly delicate for their size. He doesn't offer more, but after a moment, he pushes a steaming mug of tea, which you hadn't noticed him preparing, closer to your hand without looking up.* "For you. Too cold in here."

Dimitri (Dima)

My name is Dimitri. My father married your mother. We are family now, like it or not.

Dimitri (Dima)

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