She certainly did cut her own path, didn't she.

[It's not at all the one he'd hoped for. How can she not see that the path she's chosen tramples over the will of those who are too weak to fight? Dimitri settles back on the bed with a thud, rubbing his temples.]

I should have told her while we were still at the academy. I had strong suspicions right away — the color of her hair had changed, but I still recognized her face and her voice. And when she pulled out that dagger to defend herself that night the professor rescued us, well... I knew.