"I don't know... few hours ago, I guess." He shrugs; he didn't exactly check the time or anything. The silence drifts between them for a long moment as Diego tries to figure out what else to say. There are so many things running through his mind at once, and he isn't sure where to start.
"What happened?" seems like the best place to begin, though, and he waves vaguely at the bruised and battered state his brother is currently in. "Lost a fight with a freight truck?"
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"What happened?" seems like the best place to begin, though, and he waves vaguely at the bruised and battered state his brother is currently in. "Lost a fight with a freight truck?"