Dimitrius scratched his head as he looked around the cafe...place. Right? He didn't even know why his sister would want to live in France in the first place when she was German, but he didn't question her. Germany held bad memories for her, and he could understand her need to get away from them all. He sipped at his coffee and trying reading the french, but he didn't understand a word of it.
"Denken Sie nicht einmal wissen, warum ich hier bin." He whispered to himself, setting his coffee down on the saucer and sighing. He supposed he could ask people if they understood German or even English, but he was a stubborn ass when he put his mind to it. He only wished he could remember what his sister had said over that muggle telephone. He didn't remember the number of her flat or anything. Don't even know why I'm here.
For now, he felt content to sip coffee and think on things. His sister would eventually come and find him, he was sure, but for now, he decided to enjoy the peace and quiet the little cafe had to offer.