Home is nowhere Dimitri can reach, and it hasn't been for a long time.

"Liar," he snarls. No one worries for him. Oh some of them think they do, some of them truly believe themselves, but if they worried for Dimitri then they'd worry for Dedue and Dimitri sees how they look at him, even the ones who bother trying to hide it. They worry for his Highness. They worry for the poor mad prince, whose word can't be trusted, who's taken leave of his senses. This gentle coaxing tone only ever wants him to be reasonable, cooperative, convenient, tame, and believe their fucking lies. "You will not touch him!"

Only when they're this close can Dimitri make that true.