[For the most part, she seems unaffected. But Dimitri doesn't miss the fact that she won't look at his eye. Typically, he does his best to keep the lid of his right eye closed in the brief moments he has the patch off. He knows how unsettling it must be to see.

But she should have to look.]

What's wrong? Do you not want to see what your actions have wrought? All of these are because of you, as surely as if you cut them into my flesh yourself.

[He scoffs, closing the gap between them to reach for her hand, which he draws to the left side of his chest.]

I'd say it's time you did some of the dirty work yourself.