"Well then, that's how you'll pay off!"
"O-Oh...well-I-I suppose I could but-I-I should at least pay s-some kind of rent o-or-"
T: "Diaz, it's ok."
"As long as you cook and clean, it'll be completely fine."
"B-But I-"
T: "At least consider it...-"
"Pleaseeeee?"
He gave him puppy eyes-
"Mm-achu!"
He sneezed a little, sniffling softly
T: "Hm? Diaz, are you alright?
"O-Oh-yeah, of course!"
"Huh...he's getting sick. Let's get going before he gets really sick-"
Aaaaand Hawks walked off, leaving them.
"Oh-n-no, I-I"m fine really!! HF-"
He stumbled, tripping over himself
"Nn-"
Yeah he's sick.
He didn't even have to turn back-
"Told ya-race you to the house!"
Aaaand he ran off-
T: "Ah-H-Hawks you could at least help!"
"Nn-....m-mom.....-"
Aaaand-ded.
T: "Hf-D-Diaz!!"
