[ Oblivious to his real hang-ups and all too aware of Felix's thinly veiled reprimand, Dimitri heaves a sigh, his head dropping with a negative motion. ]

Not of my own volition, trust me. I had an... accident a while ago, back in the underground shopping district. [ Spoilers: it was his dumb strength, as always. ] Naturally, I offered myself to repay them for property damage, and they seemed convinced I would be well suited for this, for some reason.

[ Not his strength, not his skill as a fighter, not even his expertise as a ruler; apparently what really made an impression on these people was that Faerghans were downright shameless about objectifying their king! ]

Frankly, I would have preferred to have been sent off on a quest and fight my way out of debt. A far less mortifying ordeal, if you ask me.

[ ... yes he prefers to kill rather than kiss. Or die, he's fine with dying. He's... been on his own for too long, clearly. ]