[ To be fair, Dimitri had come here with the intent to help John. Even if it cost him some peace of mind. Maybe he hadn't understood - or underestimated what it would take. For the moment, he's still in a bit of turmoil. Trying not to relive those horrible days and the fallout that had come with it and left him as he is - brittle, but trying to be better. Strong, but fragile in some of the worst ways. There's nothing else for it at this point.

And at least he takes a bit of comfort from John's words. ]

...I had people like that back home. And I have a few here. But I miss all of the ones who are apparently gone.

[ This is close to the divide between them; the gulf between restoration or creation. ]

I want to bring them back.