Diego moves instantly, quickly though not fast enough to stop the spill over her skin, but his hand coming up and under the mug, stabilizing it. Staring down at her though, not at the cup, a brow arching at that reaction.
"I was just using your window to get the out for the night but seems I had good timing," he says, glancing at the bags and then back at her. "Weren't even going to tell us you're bailing? That you get a reprieve?"
It's a cruel accusation when she's more or less ignored and being thrown out more than released, but the bitterness is there nonetheless.
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"I was just using your window to get the out for the night but seems I had good timing," he says, glancing at the bags and then back at her. "Weren't even going to tell us you're bailing? That you get a reprieve?"
It's a cruel accusation when she's more or less ignored and being thrown out more than released, but the bitterness is there nonetheless.