Dimitri exposes it and Yuri frowns, curling fingers into his palm and scowling for all of a second.

But.

They are in agreement... aren't they? The Savage Mockingbird needs work again, and so does the lordling in all his finery and carefully kept fury. If there's any violence here, Yuri has yet to see it, but no doubt the two of them are going to be on high alert for a while. He can feel it. As Dimitri rises, Yuri gets to his feet.

"I think we are." He lifts his chin. "Consider me someone you can perhaps... learn to trust again." Trust. Hah. That's going to be funny. All the same, he doesn't hesitate, he steps forward, just a little closer. The warmth from his own body is cloying, past summer, like a fever. "How do you prefer we seal this agreement," and then with a soft laugh, "Your majesty?"

Man, what a brat.