He made an indignant little noise, clutching the snack mix closer, because that threat was far more viable than threats of injury, which hadn't really worked since the broken jaw, because whatever Diego was threatening would have to hurt more than that, and they both knew he wasn't likely to do something that bad.

He did, however, smile warmly, pocketing the snack mix so that he could clasp Lara's hand between his own, "Pretty sure they were the exception to the rule, every rule's got to have one, and it's great to actually officially meet you instead of making demands via text." He shot Diego a look before lifting a hand as if to hide the fact that he was whispering, and even then it was a stage whisper at best, "It's just that sometimes he bites off more than he can chew and he'll never actually admit it."

He did step back a moment later, shoving the door the rest of the way open and cocking his head towards the interior, waving them inside, "But enough about that, get in here you crazy kids."