[ dimitri smiles, and says gently, ] No need to be so formal, Sakura. Such things matter little here, and I am not important enough for the amount of due respect you give me. Your pleasant manner is greeting enough. Treat me as you would a friend.

[ he hopes that that puts her at ease, somewhat. ]

It is no trouble at all. Would you like to walk with me? Or to rest elsewhere? [ he digs through his pocket, and offers her a small can of juice. ] You can have this, if you'd like.

[ dimitri can't taste, so unfortunately for sakura, he offers her a can of tomato-veggie juice. ]