He was pacing around in there, waiting, wondering what Vanya remembers or doesn't from back home. Wondering if she was okay. Wondering if she would be glad or upset to see him this time. Would it be different? Could he hug her again or would that go badly? Had they talked to her already about the end of the world or were they holding that.

When he saw Diego, he dropped out of Ghost mode, frowning. Diego's empathy might pick up a tinge of frustration but also embarrassment. "I only did it to make sure I wasn't seen coming in in case... in case, I don't know, --does she want to see me? What did you guys tell her? I mean, that I'm alive, or..." He took in a held breath, let it out. "I might mess with you or Klaus like that, but not Vanya. Is she... okay?" Worry. His entire face, mind and heart read of worry.

He stood there, hand in hand, twisting his fingers a bit, looking at Diego. "She's freaking out." He said s he was freaking out. "Are you sure she wants to see me?" He wanted to see her, and he was standing right in front of Diego now. He was ready to follow him to Vanya.