Diego was a coward.
That much was apparent, at least. He'd been running all his life; from what? He couldn't lie anymore and say he was fleeing his family. His desperation and his sheer anguish at Romulus's near death proved different. During his short stay in the Coalition, he'd found himself wondering where the others were. He knew of his parents' misfortune, obviously, but what of the other three? Sojourn? Abzu, and Timbre? He knew not of their fates.

Similarly, Di wouldn't know what the Coalitioners would put his disappearance down to. Boredom? His time there simply being over? Without sounding far too self-deprecating, Di would chalk it up to his cowardice, though only he would know that he hadn't just upped and left... At least, not intentionally.

He'd put up a fight, well, sort of. For the most part, Diego had been taken by surprise when the stranger made their attack; that, and he wasn't the best fighter in the world, already. There would be signs of a scuffle, maybe a little blood, but not much. Just enough. Enough to tell he hadn't left willingly.

// I'll post any owed threads retro to this one!