Each had their own lives and own concerns to see to. Though family their years gave them that ability to take time for themselves without guilt or need for it. That belief, however, was slightly swayed now…losing one of your own made you realize that perhaps you did not have all that time you once believed you did. Still none were the sort to really wish to smother each other. When you lived this long space was needed, if not required. Sometimes no one save yourself really could help with any problem or stress. No matter how the family might wish to be of aid. This time spent away Dimitri could understand. He’d taken many nights to himself now…attempting to sort through that which he knew would never have any easy end.
Yes in a way it was Justine above all others that would understand the place Dimitri found himself. And yet at the same time the situation was so different. There had been a time where he actually did not mind the demons company. Where he had believed his words and his desire to be with Justine. There had never been such a time when it came to the elder women in the family and Ophelia. Always they had loathed her. Always holding that distaste for Dimitri’s affections towards her. Justine more so then all the rest. Still, eternally, it made for a difficult situation. Still it felt always to be her or them.
He knew tomorrow he would be speaking with her. Tomorrow some decision would be made that would weigh upon his heart. Tomorrow…not today. And for today he sought to not think on it. That was not how he wanted the night to be. He had need for that family presence. To simply forget all else and enjoy time spent with his sibling. Sometimes that was the best ease that could be found to such turmoil or confusion. Still he had to wonder on her own…current situation. Of course he’d kept himself aware but the demon was sly and not always easy to keep eye on. He knew the lures and the pull…and he had to wonder truly how she wished for things to be. But no…it was not a topic to be pressed to hard. Both respected each others boundaries too much for that.
Still rarely were choices like these made solely by what was felt. If that were the case the course of his life would likely be vastly different. Often choices were made with the family in mind. That was why he was here. It was why Ophelia was not. The ties between them linked choices…no matter who made them.
To the library he waited, seated in an overly large chair that Bo’s new cat had begun to love to take up residence. Lucky for the cat that its fur was always quickly cleaned up by others or Dimitri would be less then pleased by it. Though a book was in his hands and the pages turned h e was not all together focused on it. Not yet. Not enough time had passed for him to clear his thoughts and devote true time to it. Tonight would not be the night for it, as it was not long before he felt Justine’s presence near the room.
“I’ve read it a hundred times at least and still, at times, can not help but pick it back up.” Dimitri responded, closing the book and returning the kiss of greeting to both cheeks. “I am well enough, and yourself?” he questioned, placing the book to the side to be forgotten for the night. “I have made reservations for us, unless you have a strong desire to stay in tonight.”