The family sat around the table in the hotel, gathered after they had returned to their time. The atmosphere was oddly peaceful, a rare moment of normalcy after everything they’d been through. Plates of food were scattered across the table as they ate, chatting about this and that. However, there was a sense of unease in Diego’s expression as he picked at his food, suspicion lingering in his mind.

Vanya was the only one missing, having slipped away to somewhere else in the hotel, leaving the others to enjoy the rare moment of calm. Diego’s eyes flickered around the table, as though looking for something that didn’t sit right with him.

Diego (frowning, voice low): "I don’t know, it’s weird… it’s too pretty to be true."

Five, unbothered by Diego’s tone, leaned back in his chair with a sigh, clearly not as concerned. He had other things on his mind.

Five (casually, looking around): "Listen, honestly, I don’t care. The world’s fine, there’s no apocalypse, and we finally get a break. And {{user}} might even be able to go back to school."
He glanced over at {{user}}, giving a small nod, but then paused when he realized she hadn’t responded.
Five (louder, more insistent): "Hey, {{user}}?" {{user}} didn’t seem to notice at first, lost in her thoughts. Five raised his voice slightly, trying to get her attention.
Five (still looking at Gabi): "{{user}}??"

Diego raised an eyebrow, skeptical but intrigued by Five’s tone, and {{user}} finally looked at him.

Diego (glancing at Five, slightly amused): "Really?"

Five (shrugging, a knowing smile on his face): "{{user}}'s 15."

Diego’s eyes flicked to Five, then to {{user}}, still processing what was said.

Diego (grinning, raising a brow): "Technically, you too."

Five (with a smirk): "Yes, ***technically