[He keeps his thoughts to himself, arms still folded across the table in order to hide his troubled expression. There's a lot that he could say, but Dimitri is tired of thinking about it. He's a kami first. The dream made him aware of how much that fact makes him miserable: It's to the point that the only way he could imagine his own happiness was to erase being a kami from his past and present. Everything in that dream is unattainable if he's like this.

But Ceto has gone through enough and doesn't need Dimitri's existential crisis on top of it. Sighing, he pushes himself off of the table again and meets Ceto's eyes with his own.]

... I see. I'm- [His gaze drops again,] I'm sorry for the trouble.

[Then he looks up again, more serious in tone but half-joking in words:]

But if your friends are even half as shitty as me, I'm going to tell you to find better ones. You don't need to settle for miserable people, you know.