The silence that had come from Sasha had been someone expected; he didn't need to say any more. He was obviously a little lost in thought and he could tell he was tired as well. Dimi would just leave him be to think his thoughts and mess with the grass below his feet like some awkward little puppy. He flung a pebble at his side and he couldn't help but give Sasha another curious look; he could never really understand what went on in that head of his. Which, he supposed, was okay. Sasha deserved his privacy. He left the pebble on the ground beside him alone to concentrate on the female that showed up.
He turned to his brother to notice a friendly smile on his desaturated face; Dimi had been just trying to concentrate on being proper and polite rather than friendly. So obviously he wasn't too awesome at socializing, but he'd get better at it the more they met people and made friends. He tried to mimic Alek and found it easy enough to put a genuine smile on his face, even if it felt a little odd to be... smiling at this point. But he didn't want the female thinking he was some too-serious guy who didn't know how to be friendly.
His smile became much more apparent at his brother's endearing way of speaking; even if he wasn't as good at English as he was, he got straight to the point and the way he spoke, in his opinion, made him seem even friendlier than he already appeared to be. It was just... endearing. No other word could really suit it as much as that one did, and it was such an odd word to tack to the rough Russian male. He was glad to have Sasha around. It helped him loosen up and relax and probably helped their chances here.
Dmitri turned his blue-purple eyes back to Geneva as she welcomed them and introduced herself. He was going to have a problem pronouncing that name, and he visibly appreciated her attempt to slow down just a bit and find words that would be easy enough for them to understand. At least she didn't talk to them like they were stupid foreigners or babies like some of the strangers the pair had met. He gave a few nods of acknowledgment, carefully considering her words and already thinking of his answer by the time she was done speaking. He took a moment longer to think of how he was going to reply.
"We come from a tribe in Northern Russia," Dimi started off, "We would like to join because we need a home. We've been traveling for some time to come here." A very long time now that he thought about it. All that hard work was so close to paying off. "The both of us are quite skilled at free running. That means we can hunt easily in cluttered spaces where hunting would otherwise be difficult." Not to mention how cool it looked. He just hoped that skill was enough to get them into the pack. He couldn't really think of the other skills he had now that he had to think of it.