[Diego can adapt with pretty much anything thrown his way, he's very malleable in certain ways. But in other ways, he's really, really bad at dealing with change. He hadn't realized how quickly he'd grown so used to the sounds of anywhere between two or five of his other siblings milling about in the house at all hours of the day and night until he found himself in this second, new world suddenly dwindled down to only two of his brothers. But at least they were here together, and at least they had all agreed they needed to stay together, so even if they separated and did their own things during the day in this place, at the end of it, eventually, he could know he didn't need to worry about where either Ben or Klaus would end up.
But. He was missing the rest of his siblings. He'd had all of them, except Vanya who had disappeared recently, in Nonah and occasionally spread across the other Porter cities, but they were never that far away. He finds it hard to sleep, without those growing-familiar noises of the others quietly going on in the background of his attempt at it. Which is why, well after midnight, Diego finds himself slipping out of bed and tapping uselessly at the computer terminal. Seems pretty busted, near as he can tell, but what does he know about shit like this? He only knows how to use the stupid communicator device because he'd had a similar one in the other world.
He sinks down in the chair at the desk on the far side of the room, a deep sense of...something hard to name, twisted and tangled up with a dull melancholy, a razor-sharp anger, and an abrupt drop-off into almost resignation, both sinks down into the marrow of his bones, and echoes into the immediate vicinity around him.
He scrubs a hand roughly over his face and sighs. He hates this place just as much as the first, and he wants to go home, to the true, real other side of Five's jump to know what happens to them, and the rest of their world. Ben may be the only reason he might ever consider wanting to stay here at all.]
{All the things time and death stole from us » @ Ben Hargreeves
But. He was missing the rest of his siblings. He'd had all of them, except Vanya who had disappeared recently, in Nonah and occasionally spread across the other Porter cities, but they were never that far away. He finds it hard to sleep, without those growing-familiar noises of the others quietly going on in the background of his attempt at it. Which is why, well after midnight, Diego finds himself slipping out of bed and tapping uselessly at the computer terminal. Seems pretty busted, near as he can tell, but what does he know about shit like this? He only knows how to use the stupid communicator device because he'd had a similar one in the other world.
He sinks down in the chair at the desk on the far side of the room, a deep sense of...something hard to name, twisted and tangled up with a dull melancholy, a razor-sharp anger, and an abrupt drop-off into almost resignation, both sinks down into the marrow of his bones, and echoes into the immediate vicinity around him.
He scrubs a hand roughly over his face and sighs. He hates this place just as much as the first, and he wants to go home, to the true, real other side of Five's jump to know what happens to them, and the rest of their world. Ben may be the only reason he might ever consider wanting to stay here at all.]