Dimitri did not know if he had plans to linger in Seattle long enough for humans to begin to take notice that he had not aged a day since his arrival. It had been the plan of course, when he first returned he spoke that he would stay. But plans did not always stay as you thought they would. And for Dimitri much had changed since his arrival here. Too much in a way. No matter how old he got some changes still could rock him. Making him question all he did and why he did it. Still there was no denying that the city had treated them well and Dimitri made contributions, under the Baptiste name, to the city rather often. Of course such money had to be spent away from the towers. He’d keep that secret safe as long as he could.
A smirk danced upon his lips at the words. Yes perhaps indeed. Dimitri couldn’t say he really minded that fact however. It was too much work to try to keep such deep dark secrets for so long. Plus that was simply not how the family worked, it never had been. The moment they began to really hide from each other was the moment that they ceased to be as close. The moment that things began to truly start to break apart. Dimitri feared that of course, how could he not? They were a part of his life for centuries now and with Julien gone he was faced with the harsh reality of just how difficult it would be to continue on without them. Which was why, no matter how difficult the choice, when it came to choosing between sire and family….he eternally picked family.
“In my old age?” Dimitri remarked with an arch of the brow “I’ve always been dull.” Of course that was far from the case. While always a bit…reserved after the beginning years of his life Dimitri had that streak for adventure and the need to explore that more then once got him into a bit of trouble when he was young. But as you got older those small adventures no longer held the same thrill and bigger sorts tended to not only take you away for far longer spans of time…but rarely put just yourself at risk. But in a family such as theirs putting your own life at risk automatically put at risk the others.
It wasn’t long before they were whisked away into the tour. A show of this and that and this other thing. Dimitri, the professional, questioned what they thought he would question and generally went along for the show. He didn’t truly care about such little changes as glassware but he understood how it could make a company proud to better their establishment. So he respected what they did and how they were proud of it. Thankfully it was not some long drawn out process and eventually the pair were brought to one of the private rooms that had the best view. Just as Dimitri requested. The main dinning room was lavish and beautiful but Dimitri wanted to ensure they got the best view in the city.
“Of course, businesses are all the same in the end really. No matter how big or small.” The act of business really hadn’t changed that much over the years. Subtle differences in currency or people but all in all…it was the same basic ideas. “I think I’ll need a tour next time I’m at Chroma…” he continued as he took a sip of the wine poured by the waitress for the night “I’m sure there have been many changes there too non? Always bettering what we have…or attempting to.” Dimitri did not go to his sisters establishments nightly or anything of that sort. Each needed their own space. Their own time.