Diego can't help but chuckle at that, shifting to pull down the pack he's never seen, frowning at it. Which is about when he notices the clothes. "What the ever loving fuck," he mutters, running his hand over the bright red of the thin fabric. "Where the fuck are my things?"
Raising his gaze to this man, arching a brow. "You have to know how you sound, right? And my life is full of weird shit, and I'm still staring at you like you're nuts. For one? Only my brother sees ghosts. Two, after everything? I really don't believe in Hell. No offense man if you do, and if you think you died and you're not dead? That's great for you but..."
But yeah, he lost him somewhere around Lucifer and Thor. The dead part he could handle, but it's not his deal.
"You seen a kid around here about this high," he says, gesturing with his hand. "A lot of attitude and probably telling everyone what to do?" He figures starting there is the best bet. "I can describe the rest of my siblings, but he's going to be the loudest and most annoying if you ran into him. And what the hell if up with the scrubs? What year is it?" That might explain some things.
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Raising his gaze to this man, arching a brow. "You have to know how you sound, right? And my life is full of weird shit, and I'm still staring at you like you're nuts. For one? Only my brother sees ghosts. Two, after everything? I really don't believe in Hell. No offense man if you do, and if you think you died and you're not dead? That's great for you but..."
But yeah, he lost him somewhere around Lucifer and Thor. The dead part he could handle, but it's not his deal.
"You seen a kid around here about this high," he says, gesturing with his hand. "A lot of attitude and probably telling everyone what to do?" He figures starting there is the best bet. "I can describe the rest of my siblings, but he's going to be the loudest and most annoying if you ran into him. And what the hell if up with the scrubs? What year is it?" That might explain some things.