Diego's waking had been just as confusing, remembering his success, he'd taken care of that arrogant piece of trash, and then.... Well, he was waking up in a small bed and being encouraged to get up by a woman trying to claim to be his mother. That had not gone well and even after he was outside he was snarling at the house, looking rather aggressive as the skin from the corner of his mouth and back split open to show sharp teeth.

At the moment he was standing not too far off from the same picnic table in use, gently running his hand down the side of the equine that had decided to stick to him. She gave off a lot of static discharge and he was hoping to get her groomed properly to help with that. "Which way is the most efficient to get away from that place and the woman inside with her lies?" He asks. The large man may not have been talking to him directly, but he wasn't going to let go of an opportunity to not have to review things himself.