Dieter did as he was told, letting his hand relax in Pree's grip. He let his fingers stretch out. "I can barely follow the directions on a pack of ramen noodles, much less brew a potion," he chuckled. Give him a blueprint of a safe and he was rapt. Anything else and he just didn't have the attention span.
He tilted his head as he considered it. "If it is then this is one more thing that's my fault," he murmured, losing a bit of his sing song tone. Elektra, that had been his fault. Getting caught, all the fighting. If he'd just opened that door or said no to the offer, either one would have changed the outcome.