"I suppose we'll have to," Dimitri laughs - but he can face it. He has her with him, after all, and all the rest of their friends. There are quite a few questions to answer (or deflect), but those moments of feeling free buoy him through the rest of the evening. By the time the party is winding down he's tired and rather grateful that he can finally find some time to rest. The servants are beginning to clean, the last of the guests have drifted off, and he finally has time to himself again.

Dimitri takes a slow, deep breath.

"...I think we made it."

He offers her a smile.

"Would you allow me to walk you to your room?"