[ Her comeback prompted him to don a wide, yet shy smile. His gaze had fell to the ground while grinning from ear to ear. Hopefully he'd make a good enough impression that his siblings wouldn't convince her that he was very much an asshole.

The grin simmered as the conversation grew serious. Diego gave Rey a nod in understanding as she talked about her work routine. He opened up about one of the more painful experiences he'd had as a kid and found it comforting that she also shared, not put off or out by his unconventional childhood. Unconsciously, he kept her hand that took his arm tucked into his side. It brought him as close as possible while they walked.

He didn't keep his eyes glued to her out of respect for what she said. Not that Rey would find judgment in his gaze when he eventually might glance at her. Diego took it upon himself to lead the way from what she previously described as the street she lived near to. ]

It's hard to figure out if we're supposed to be grateful that someone took us in when it's debatable that the life they gave us was better than what we might have had without them.

[ Diego spoke with eyes ahead then looked to Rey. ]

But they do say; what doesn't kill you, makes you stronger. You seem pretty strong to me.

[ He gave her a soft smirk, knowing there was probably a better compliment he could give her but wasn't great with words. ]