[Dimitri's focus momentarily strays back to the yarn in his hands. He works the needle around the yarn and then pulls it down, looping the yarn into itself to make a chain. This one seems better; it isn't as loose as some of his other chains.] Um. Tell me what you meant when you said that you "owed it to me"? [He finally puts his work down in his lap, looking at Felix.]
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What happened to us? To you?