[Joaquin is quite alright with silence until they get home. It was somewhat stifling once they did reach their house, but Manolo willingly broke the ice first.]

... Knowing you, probably would have also found some stairs to trip down just to top it all off. [It was a little harsh maybe, but true.

Joaquin rubs at his face with his hands, glad Manolo is keeping the blanket on for his sake at least. If he had to see him like that forever...]

How did you even get like this, Manolo? What did you do?