"I am glad you say so." Making sure to put the charms down so that he doesn't just accidentally walk off with something, Dimitri looks up at Grant with a tentative smile. "And I hope that you have fun with this, Grant. Truth be told, I do not think I am good at planning such things... so I will be sure to make you as happy as I possibly can."

"I won't say anything until the day is done for both of us," Dimitri says, squeezing Grant's hand back. Even though he knows that his Crest isn't a factor here anymore, Dimitri still takes care in such a little gesture. With Grant's hand in his, he starts to pull him along again. There's still a good deal to see, after all. If there's anything they decide they really want, then Dimitri will be sure they had back for it.

"Perhaps next time, it can be the two of us that have a class together. Have you thought about doing art before?"

"I have not done it much at all," Dimiti says with a small smile, "so we will be on equal level, I suppose." In that way, it's something of a comfort. Neither of them have to worry about being better than the other, and feeling bad at their skill or lack thereof.

But there is something he said that Dimitri is interested in, and he pulls his gaze away from a small setup where an artist is doing quick portraits for people. "What is art therapy like, then?" Rather, what is it at all.

Dimitri listens intently, fascinated by the idea. He wonders what Ignatz would think of it, if he would find such a thing amazing. It is also one more reminder of how plentiful other places can be, that the ability to create art is now something that can be used so freely and in such a way.

"How wonderful it sounds," he murmurs. "And one does not need to be a skilled or practiced artist?"

"What an interesting way of approaching art..." Dimitri shakes his head and smiles a little. "I would like if Faerghus could reach that point, artistically, although perhaps that is selfish of me to say. I am not an artist, after all."

He's just royalty, and thus the kind of guy who has paintings done of him.

Although speaking of art... Taking Grant by the hand, Dimitri points at another stall. "Look - that one says that you can make your own bracelet instead of buying one of the premade ones."

Be sure that Dimitri is going to keep everything you say in mind, Grant. Admittedly, it's not as though he'll be able to remember it all, and bring it back to Fodlan... but he tucks the knowledge inside of himself regardless.

Art is important to people. Well, he supposes he always knew that, even if 'art' wasn't the kind put onto a canvas.

That's for the future, for another time. For now, he smiles, glad that Grant seems so interested as well. "I would, actually, if you are interested as well. It seems so interesting... I was able to do knots, and learned how to sew, although not without some difficulty..." Mercedes is a saint for what she put up with back when they were students, he thinks. It lead to the basis for a rather important life skill, when he was on his own. "But jewelry? There was never really any time for it, honestly..."

As the two of them approach the table that's been set up, a small Zigzagoon perks up from behind the counter and tugs at the owner's apron to let them know customers are on the way.

"Then it seems I will be relying on you for this aspect of our date," Dimitri says, and then shyly brings Grant's hand up to his lips so that he may press a kiss to the back of his knuckles.

He's allowed to do that, right? Can he do that? Dimitri hastily turns to the owner of the stall, fumbling out his wallet. "Yes, the two of us will be making bracelets... Ah, but I will be making a few different ones?"