"I wasn't stalking everything you did, Klaus. I just... sometimes listened for that. Because it's what I expected." Does he not understand the gravity of that? That he was literally waiting to hear that he'd died in some back alley somewhere? He hates the way Klaus twists everything into a joke, flippant and facetious to the end.
Silence lapses, and it's not something Diego is a stranger to. He's sat in plenty of silences in his life and he really prefers it to incessant, needless chatter most of the time. But this... is a harder sort of silence, because he's trying to figure out how to say what he really wants Klaus to understand in all of this. And so much of it feels useless, because he's not convinced Klaus wants to hear any of it. To heed any kind of advice he might try to give. But... he's still his brother.
"Klaus... can you just explain to me why you keep running? You run from everything. The ghosts. The fuck-ups. The family." He tilts his head up to look at Klaus, who's busying himself with making tea. "You've been running for nearly two decades... aren't you sick of it?"
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Silence lapses, and it's not something Diego is a stranger to. He's sat in plenty of silences in his life and he really prefers it to incessant, needless chatter most of the time. But this... is a harder sort of silence, because he's trying to figure out how to say what he really wants Klaus to understand in all of this. And so much of it feels useless, because he's not convinced Klaus wants to hear any of it. To heed any kind of advice he might try to give. But... he's still his brother.
"Klaus... can you just explain to me why you keep running? You run from everything. The ghosts. The fuck-ups. The family." He tilts his head up to look at Klaus, who's busying himself with making tea. "You've been running for nearly two decades... aren't you sick of it?"