Diego's only immediate priority is handling the crowd. They're still in a swarming circle around the three of them, a bit looser than they had been, but still entirely too many to be comfortable. More than one threat of bodily harm is promised if they don't disperse and when that really doesn't seem to be doing the trick, he flicks a knife at a man closest to his sisters, pinning him by his jacket to the fence he was standing nearby. "I won't fucking miss next time," he levels the threat at the crowd, sharp glare sliding across the sea of faces.
The more apparent and visual threat seems to get more people's attention and another handful of them wander away, at least. Enough that he feels like he can at least split his focus back to his sisters. "Come on, let's get her out of here." It's a command, not harsh or sharp as he could be, but firm and decisive with no need to wait any further. He'll let Allison handle her, guide her, because he's certain that of any of them, Vanya might be more receptive to her anyway. Certainly not to him. Especially if she's new again, and only has the weak explanations and slim file handed to her from arrival at the base.
Getting back to the house becomes priority, next. They can worry about explanations and 'how are you''s once they're there. In the quieter, emptier house. Suddenly, it seems like a good thing that no one else is home, and that if anyone was to find her, it was the two of them, and they can field the worst of Vanya's panic about everything happening out of nowhere, suddenly.
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The more apparent and visual threat seems to get more people's attention and another handful of them wander away, at least. Enough that he feels like he can at least split his focus back to his sisters. "Come on, let's get her out of here." It's a command, not harsh or sharp as he could be, but firm and decisive with no need to wait any further. He'll let Allison handle her, guide her, because he's certain that of any of them, Vanya might be more receptive to her anyway. Certainly not to him. Especially if she's new again, and only has the weak explanations and slim file handed to her from arrival at the base.
Getting back to the house becomes priority, next. They can worry about explanations and 'how are you''s once they're there. In the quieter, emptier house. Suddenly, it seems like a good thing that no one else is home, and that if anyone was to find her, it was the two of them, and they can field the worst of Vanya's panic about everything happening out of nowhere, suddenly.