Diego listens to Klaus as he gives him the rundown of the house, already committing it to memory. The mention of the master bedroom makes him glance over in that direction, as if it’ll help him glance beyond that hall and the closed door, but nothing. From the sounds of it, only he and Klaus are awake and moving. It’s fine, he thinks. He’ll change that real soon.
The disclaimer that his room might be in disarray due to a fort that Klaus and Claire have built makes him chuckle, though, the sound almost warm. Despite not knowing Claire, he knows Klaus and he can only imagine the two of them in there letting their imagination run wild. He’s glad his brother has someone to share that with. “It’s fine, I’m sure I can handle rearranging the room. It’s no big deal.”
At some point his ‘luggage’ is dropped off, and by the time they’re in the kitchen he washes his hands in the sink before he moves to the gather bread, butter, and cheese slices. And mustard for his own, because he likes to make his a little differently. “You like grilled cheese sandwiches?” It’s not something Diego normally eats, but it’s something simple and easy, and on rare occasions it’s almost like a sort of cheat meal. And, well. It’s something Grace would sometimes make them when they were sick, saying that they needed something comforting that would help them feel better. He has fond memories of it, even if by the way he’s asking Klaus if he likes the sandwiches, it almost sounds like there’s no sentimentality tied behind it.
As he butters the pan, he glances up at Klaus before shrugging slightly. “I let Five know I was going out of town, and left him my number. I finally got a cell phone, believe it or not. He’s still keeping an eye on Vanya, so figured if she wanted to know how to reach me, he’d tell her.” He doubts it, but still. And Luther... Things may not have been as strained between the family by the time they were able to get Vanya back on track, but things have always been strained between him and Luther. He’s not exactly on overly friendly terms with him, even now.
Not that he needs to tell Klaus that. He has hung around him since they were kids to know the complicated dynamics between him and Luther. And, considering the shit between them, too, he doubts he’s surprised by him not telling him he left New York for a few days.
“So any other ground rules? Anything I should or shouldn’t do?” He turns to him suddenly, pointing with the spatula. “And no. Me playing dress up is a big fat no already, I’ll leave that to you.”
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The disclaimer that his room might be in disarray due to a fort that Klaus and Claire have built makes him chuckle, though, the sound almost warm. Despite not knowing Claire, he knows Klaus and he can only imagine the two of them in there letting their imagination run wild. He’s glad his brother has someone to share that with. “It’s fine, I’m sure I can handle rearranging the room. It’s no big deal.”
At some point his ‘luggage’ is dropped off, and by the time they’re in the kitchen he washes his hands in the sink before he moves to the gather bread, butter, and cheese slices. And mustard for his own, because he likes to make his a little differently. “You like grilled cheese sandwiches?” It’s not something Diego normally eats, but it’s something simple and easy, and on rare occasions it’s almost like a sort of cheat meal. And, well. It’s something Grace would sometimes make them when they were sick, saying that they needed something comforting that would help them feel better. He has fond memories of it, even if by the way he’s asking Klaus if he likes the sandwiches, it almost sounds like there’s no sentimentality tied behind it.
As he butters the pan, he glances up at Klaus before shrugging slightly. “I let Five know I was going out of town, and left him my number. I finally got a cell phone, believe it or not. He’s still keeping an eye on Vanya, so figured if she wanted to know how to reach me, he’d tell her.” He doubts it, but still. And Luther... Things may not have been as strained between the family by the time they were able to get Vanya back on track, but things have always been strained between him and Luther. He’s not exactly on overly friendly terms with him, even now.
Not that he needs to tell Klaus that. He has hung around him since they were kids to know the complicated dynamics between him and Luther. And, considering the shit between them, too, he doubts he’s surprised by him not telling him he left New York for a few days.
“So any other ground rules? Anything I should or shouldn’t do?” He turns to him suddenly, pointing with the spatula. “And no. Me playing dress up is a big fat no already, I’ll leave that to you.”