Dimitri listened idly to the others discussing who they were and what their abilities are, only chiming in once one student seemed to address everyone as a whole. "Nope,'fraid i'm at a loss here when it comes to familiarity. Name's Dimitri, Dimitri Lockhart, though the last set of hobos I shacked up with before coming here called me Decibel. You guys are free to call me whichever one you want.". Dimitri would've taken the opportunity to explain how he'd received his nickname, however the booming voice of the co-headmaster stopped him before he could even get the chance. Dimitri's head slumped as Mammoth shot down any hopes of avoiding being in trouble for his lateness, however he still managed a lopsided grin. "Alright, I suppose I brought that one on myself. Guess i'd better get my arm fixed up now before I end up late twice in a row." He said with a hint of mirth. With that, Dimitri spun on his heel and made his way for the exit, already unzipping the small repair kit attached to his belt.
Just before he could make it out of the door however, one of the students began shouting for assistance. The cyborg turned his head, then sighed as he saw Jetta's unconscious form, "Goddamn my softness." he muttered as he turned back around and walked towards James and Jetta. "Alright, let's see what we got.", He said as he crouched and lightly tapped Jetta's face, "C'mon, wakey wakey slugger, now's not a good time for a power nap.". When he did not receive a response, Dimitri sighed and held his hand about a foot above Jetta's face and paused to think. "Hrm...just below motor cycle revving loudness should do. Plenty loud, but not enough to deafen her. 'Least so long as I don't do it continuously.", He said to himself as his arm began to vibrate. "Let's try this again, wakey wakey!" He said as a short blast of sound was emitted from the speaker in his palm.