"Diggy, look what came in today." He glared at his sister as she slid into the booth beside him at the diner, she was closing in on thirty as he often teased her about, three years will be here before you know it, but he still sees his little sister when he looks at her. "You know you can't call me that." He muttered under his breath at her. He knew it was irrational to be afraid of someone overhearing the nickname associated with his birth name but that fear welled up in him and when she saw it, she apologised in Spanish. "What did you get today Kathryn?" He asked in a softer tone and she took out her phone to show him pictures of the bob cat that was brought into the vets office where she worked after someone hit it with their car. He proceeded to swear in Spanish then examined her to make sure she wasn't hurt. "I'm fine Matthew.." She scoffed at his concern then proceeded to tell him about everything that happened right until animal control showed up. She looked elated speaking about her work and he listened to every word.

When their lunch break was over they parted ways, they didn't often get to meet for lunch but they still lived together so he knew he'd see her in a few hours. He knew his desire to protect can be overbearing at times but after what his family has been through... On the way back to the hospital he noticed a woman crouched on the ground gathering up her things that appeared to have fallen from the bottom of a burst handbag. "Perdón, can I help?" He offered. Matthew was wearing his hospital scrubs with his lanyard and name tag which were visible because it was far too warm for a jacket of any kind, he hoped she would see these and be put at ease.