Dimitri glanced at the television again before he concentrated, managing to turn it on with his weak psychic abilities. For the most part, he did this because he was terribly bored. However, he frowned as he noticed that the news had moved on from reporting about the anthrax and instead started talking about Sephiroth’s apparent “de-aging”.
Then, Dimitri noticed that their “dinner” had arrived. So, he slowly pushed himself off his bed before he walked over to the trays that had been provided. After poking it a few times, he shrugged before he muttered, “Can’t be worse than my father’s cooking.”