Diego had noticed the way his brother had turned to walk the other direction as soon as they saw each other, but that didn’t matter. Diego needed to talk to him. He needed to know what was going on. Enrique gave a look as though he had no idea Diego was talking about, though next mentioning their brother’s car, something which Diego looked down for a moment upon hearing, still feeling bad about it. “That… doesn’t matter… How are we on the same page? We haven’t talked in months Ricky. You’ve been avoiding all of us, for months. I have no idea what’s going on, or why you’ve been MIA lately.” Diego wanted his brother back, or at least to know why he had pushed so far away. Being busy and not being around each other much to not be as close was one thing, but this was completely different. “What have you been doing and what’s going on?”