Something strange is going on... Dimitri understands the silence that comes with focus, especially on a battlefield. He understands it intimately, as a matter of fact. Ever since his childhood, he's had to get used to such a silence, even when it is not a true 'silence'.

Whatever is going on here... Isn't it. However, knowing that it's not what it seems can only help him so much. He doesn't truly understand what brought it about, after all. And if he doesn't know that, then how on earth can he help?

Dimitri just wields his walking stick and follows Knocker, although relief passes over his expression when Claude speaks up. Ah. A distraction.

...Wait-

"I knew I should never have left you out of my sight," Dimitri sighs. "What did you do with it?"