Dimitri pressed his lips together and remained steadfast and impassive; he wasn't unaware of those lingering looks, had seen them before. He didn't need to give her any reason to believe otherwise, or other false hope. She had Adrian back home, and he didn't deserve to even think about being good enough for her. Not anymore.
"I'm sure they have something," he said, beginning to follow after her, squinting as well as bright light filtered into his eyes.
"It sounds like you have a plan worked out. I'll follow your lead." For once. Her idea was solid enough, and they did need to get food first. Besides, perhaps it would make her feel a bit better to be in charge. Since there was no way for her to run off and get herself captured and killed, he didn't see the harm.
Not that he wouldn't reign her in in a moment if he needed to.