Dimitri isn't entirely sure if he can do anything for Claude on the matter of a shattered friendship, but to see him enjoy eating from something Dimitri gave to him... That is something. A trivial little something, perhaps, and yet still something all the same.

Better than, anyway, than to hear that Claude's appetite has been affected ever since then, and Dimitri brushes their arms together. "I simply wanted to be careful. You deserve to be treated with care, Claude. You are so precious, after all, at least to me." Stepping up onto the rocks, Dimitri offers his hand to Claude.

"When Jaskier was complaining about what he said caused him to snap out at you, I thought perhaps it would be foolish to say too much on something I knew so little about. You know I did not pry too heavily into what the two of you did together." It still felt - kind of awkward, honestly. Jaskier wasn't a part of their group, after all, just... something else. A lover in bed but nothing else. Dimitri supposes he never had any idea of how much it was nothing else. "In hindsight, I should have said something, I think. He said speaking with you felt... like being in court, that you would remember things said."