Dietrich had drawn curtains over the windows. No vampire ever left proper safety before traveling so long and so far abroad as Bellona did on this night. He said nothing more to anyone else inside the carriage, seeing no reason to as the night gradually passed. The motion eventually lulled him into something that resembled a slumber, one he didn't get much of that morning and relaxed against the corner of his side of the carriage.
When she was sure, he was no longer responsive, Bellona turned to Artemis and eyed her up. "Now that our respective companion is a little drowsy, why don't you tell me the truth about how the two of you met, darling? Dietrich can be a little - how does one put it - pushy, at times and can make a girl quite nervous. I'm sure he's been a little more than brash in your time together, has he not? I've known him his entire life, well, most of it. It's almost sad, how he's become. But some adjust to eternity much better than others."