Dimitri: *pouts, not liking the fact that he isn’t being understood. He then concentrates, sending as strong as a psychic transmission as he can to Aeris* ~I say that you have the mangled thing that looks like you. Father no like it.~
Jenna: ~Ah, I see. Well, it doesn’t look like the boy is being hassled.~ *she reaches over to gently massage the back of Seph’s neck* ~I think you can relax a bit now.~