Dimitri made no attempt to stop Theodora from leaving after her assistance despite Aidon being behind him. He did not want to besmirch the family name, true, but he also wasn't the sort of person who went attacking someone whom had just risked their ass to save his. Dimitri stood -being careful to avoid cracking the mud caked on his arm- and gave himself a once over. His pants had a few holes singed into them, his favorite shirt torn and burned to shreds, his scarf was absolutely covered in soot, the pain in his nether regions told him that he'd be walking funny for the rest of the night, and likely part of tomorrow, his throat was burning from inhaling smoke, and he smelled like he'd just spent all night rolling in a fire pit. All in all, now seemed like a pretty good time to go home, change the battery in his weapon, take a hot shower, and drink a cold bottle of cider or two before taking a well deserved rest. 

"[b][color=00746b]Well it's been fun Aidon but I think i'm gonna call it a night. You be careful out here man.[/color][/b]" He grunted before shuffling towards a set of stairs leading deeper into the subway where the actual waiting stations for the trains resided. About halfway down Dimitri turned and cupped his hands over his mouth, "[b][color=00746b]THANKS AGAIN FOR THE HELP MISS. I OWE YOU ONE![/color][/b]" He hollered out loudly. Dimitri wasn't exactly sure if Theodora would actually take him up on that, or even if she was still around for that matter, but he figured it was only proper to give thanks before he disappeared down the stairs.