[This isn't how he wants to face her. He wants to fight her on the battlefield and crush her in front of everyone. Minor injuries in a locked room where only a devil is watching just isn't the same. Her pain doesn't satisfy him like he'd hoped it might, and the blood she spills is nowhere near enough to drown out his fury. Knowing that she knows exactly what he thinks of her is the only part of this that gives him any real pleasure.]

I'm not. If you can prove yourself to these demons, then I'll see you again on the battlefield. Provided you aren't one of them to begin with.

[He hopes that she is a demon, really. Edelgard is too proud to ever admit her wrongdoing, and she wouldn't ever make it out of this place. Dimitri flinches slightly when she takes his right arm in hand, twisting his head so that he can look down at what she's doing with his good eye.]