[ He does take a little peek around, trying not to stare at any one spot for long. As far as living quarters go, it's threadbare and secondhand, but Dimitri doesn't mind that; he's never been one for owning more than the essentials, even if he grew up in a castle.

But it's also threadbare, and a little—well. Lonely-looking.

He quickly turns his eyes back on Bruno, though it doesn't take him long to put together a response. Considering everything, he'd rather be as upfront as possible. ]

Because they consider me a fugitive. [ Maybe he is one. ] I do not know how much you've heard from out here, but many of us fled the gallows recently.

[ A pause. More quietly, ]

I hadn't realized I'd come seeking sanctuary in a chapel. [ He only recognizes it in this state now that the light's on. ] You've chosen an interesting place to take roost, stranger.