[ Dimitri's lips purse together in a silent reaction. What does he do? How can they address this? He steps forward, raises a hand. ]

Please. I don't know what happened to you - how can we help you? I want to help make this better, if I can - but I don't know how.

[ That sense of anger and hurt is almost overwhelming. But that's a familiar feeling to him; it's one he recognizes from himself and he tries to make them understand this. To show that he wants to help. ]