Dimitri sank further into his chair, wishing not for the first time in his life that he could disappear, or at the very least, become smaller. He was absolutely mortified that he'd acted out like that, '[color=0054a6]Now these guys'll probably gonna think i'm some sort of ticking time bomb! Lord Death take me now.[/color]' he mentally lamented as he stared down at his desk. Listening to both Katsuo and Kalinda only further exacerbated the feeling off anxiety washing over him. Dimitri pursed his lips and then looked back up as he prepared to defend his actions, "[color=0054a6]I-t's not customary, and it's not like it was about just sticking up for her, girl or not. It's just...just...never mind.[/color]". Dimitri gave a heavy sigh and laid his head on the desk before slipping his arms around around his head, almost as if to block out everything around him. 

Perhaps it was because of his social ineptitude, but the meister still felt pretty terrible for his outburst, and that some sort of peace offering might be in order. He slid his hand around on the desk and tugged on his scarf, and at that moment Dimitri made up in his mind that he'd make her a scarf when he got home. While he was at it, Ju-Long would be getting one too for being one of the first people in god only knew how long to speak to him in a friendly manner. It wasn't really the most normal thing in the world to do for people you first meet, but by god, it was something Dimitri was good at, and that was what he was going to do.